You have to assassinate the prince so you put poison in his wine at dinner when he looks away, calling the servant. You are proud of yourself bc the tabel is full with people and yet no one saw you.
The prince turns around and when you expect him to take a sip of his wine, he just smirks down at his drink with his hand under his chin. You frown not understanding why he's acting like that.
He looks your way giving you a quick wink before slyly switching his cup with the person next to him, his right hand. You look at the person with wide eyes while he drinks from the cup and starts choking blood out. The whole table starts to panic, people start to run, others try to help.
You want to stand up, not wanting to act suspicious when you feel the prince his hand on your thigh. He holds you down and slowly moves his lips to your ear that stupid smirk still plastered on his face.
"Next time when you want to kill me, just put a dagger through my heart" he whispers giving you goosebumps. "It's easier and less messy"
"How did you know? You weren't even looking at me" You whisper back trying to sound mad, but failing completely.
Your heart is going so fast, you feel like it's going to jump out of your chest.
You never failed a mission.
He chuckles moving away from you. He grabs your chin with his other hand, moving your head so you are looking straight in his eyes.
"I am, always, looking at you"
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Romance•Everything I post is written by me so It is not allowed to use my work in any way or form! If you aren't sure about something, always ask me! This story will be full with imagines/one-shots (all written by me). Fantasy and contemporary and obvious...
