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Another day, another day starving in the dungeons. I have been here for exactly a week and I can feel my body giving up on me. I got an impossible job to assassin the king for a lot, and with a lot I mean a lot, of money. So of course, I accepted. I can assassin anyone. But little did I know that our crown prince/princess was a smart man/woman that immediately caught me the second I tried to kill his/her lovely father. They haven't abused me like I thought they would do. Instead, they have left me here to starve and to drive myself crazy with the silence.
I quickly look up hearing a door open and footsteps splashing on the dirty floor. I'm shocked when I see the crown prince/princess lean on the bars of my cell and smirk down at me. "Hello beautiful", he/she says with a pretty hot voice if I have to say myself. "Get lost", I say with a hoarse voice. I am so dehydrated, so hungry, so weak. I think d*ing would feel better than this. I'm again, shocked when I see him/her open the cell door and walk in, kneeling down at my frame sitting on the filthy mattress. "I hope you can understand why I did what I did",
I chuckle staring in his/her gray eyes. The same eyes as our queen. "You are scared of me",
"I wouldn't say scared", he/she says with a little smirk on their face. "But I know I can't take you down and nor can my guards and if I leave you in this cell while treating you like a princess/prince I bet you would have escaped the next day",
"I will try it again", I begin not losing eye contact. "I will come back and try it again",
"Why?",
"Because he deserves dead", he/she stares at me not saying anything for a while before grabbing a bottle of water out of their pocket. I grab the bottle drinking it all at once not caring to examine it. He/she stand up opening the bag he/she was carrying and empties it at my side. All my weapons, gloves and mask fall on the ground making a loud sound in the empty dungeon. He/she walks out the cell throwing a chain of keys on the ground at the door. "Next time, catch him when he's asleep and it's deep in the night. Enter from the left wing and avoid going in the right wing. Walk on the roofs and enter from the small window leading to his private bathroom. It's always open. Watch out for guards on the roofs, make sure you move slowly and quietly", he/she turns around one more time giving me one last wink. "And pls, make it look like an accident",

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