"Princess, there was just a guard found dead!" The guard looked terrified. The princess patted him on the shoulder. "I believe you deserve some rest. Go to your chambers." The guard went to his chambers, leaving the princess alone.
"My mother would be proud, right?" The princess was talking to herself while looking at a bloody knife in her hand. She was from the shadow kingdom, and was raised by her mother until she was 15. Her mother was in a coma. "I think she would. She is the one who taught me how to kill anyways." The princess finished cleaning her blade, then went downstairs for lunch. A royal chef ran to her. "Princess, the head chef just died, what do we do?!" The chef cried, scared of what might happened. "I have no idea. Let her family decide." The princess walked away, knowing she wouldn't be eating any time soon.
