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I eyed the court room looking at the other contestants. They were all young and foolish and still had that gleam in their eyes ,the gleam of hope. I finally made it to the end of stairs and began making my way to the dance floor. The violins sped up as I arrived. Taking a sip of the alcohol that had been handed to me when I first came in I looked around for the prince. A finger tapped my shoulder and I turned to look . I was met by a pair of pitch black orbs. "My, my you made quite an entrance princess." The man said bowing. "Oh I'm sorry I am not the princess just one of the maidens." I say taking another sip of the alcohol. "Oh well looking like that I thought you must be. How rude of me my name is Jackson......Prince Jackson." He said taking my free hand and kissing my knuckles.
A flash of realisation hit me. Instantly I curtsied "My prince I'm sorry for not recognising you earlier." I say flustered at my own stupidity. "No worries really." I thought back to the statement he had made....princess? "Umm may I be so prude to ask but if you new I was not the princess than why ask me in the first place" I ask putting my most angelic voice on. As if ignoring my question he looked at the band that was now getting ready to play a new song. "May I have this dance" the handsome devil asks completely disregarding my earlier question.
I smiled politely and nodded. His warm hand slipped between my fingers as he walked me to the middle of the dance floor. His hands slipped around my waist and mine went around his neck. The other girls were looking at us with hatred plastered on their faces. "How crude of me I'm sorry my name is C- I mean Willow" I mentally face palmed myself for nearly telling him my real name. "Willow...what a calming name." He said with a smile. But the smile didn't reach his eyes like he didnt mean it. The music continued and you kept dancing. You leaned on his shoulder and he leaned in to you ear...
"How much are they paying you"
It was all in my head...
until it wasn't..
It was all in my mind...
until it faded..
It was all in my dream...
until I woke up...
"I'm sorry whatever do you mean?" I say trying to sound as innocent as possible.
"I mean how much did they pay you to kill me."
"60000 no to much 50000" he said trying to guess the prince. I went silent and continued dancing. He knew....but how? I hadn't told anyone. I had just started the mission and I was already failing it." I would just have to kill him now....
The violins sped up and he continued dancing. He leaned me down still waiting for an answer. In doing so I began to slip the knife I had strapped my thigh out. Slowly but surely it came out and when he lifted me back up again you went for the kill...
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Love me or loathe me but never leave me
FantasíaAlthough we didn't end up together." "Don't say it like that." "Like what?" "Like our story is finished. "Because it's not It never will be." He set fire to the world around him but made damn sure the flames never touched her.
