The masked men swarmed around Her Majesty's bedroom. It was night, and the room was dark and silent. The assassins quietly surveyed the room, slowly approaching the bed and surrounding it. One of them pressed his hands around what appeared to be a mouth under the bedsheet, while the other began stabbing into the bedsheet. Blood splattered everywhere, covering their faces, and soon the blood started flowing down onto Her Majesty's hand, staining the sheets crimson. The assassins believed they had killed Her Majesty and began to celebrate. However, their celebration was short-lived as they heard a couple of voices saying the following:
Her Majesty: "Celebrating prematurely, are we?"
CSO: "Looks like these dummies don't know the difference between a dummy and a person."
Her: "Did they actually think they could kill me with these dummies? What a shame!"
CSO: "What a shame indeed! Let's begin, shall we?"
Upon hearing this, the assassins were startled. One of them removed the sheet and confirmed that it was indeed a dummy, and they were furious because they had been made fools. The assassins began running towards the CSO and Her Majesty, and so did they.
There were six assassins and only two of them. It was a six-to-two fight. It was a pretty intense fight, and both of them seemed like they were enjoying it thoroughly. Her Majesty ordered the guards to stay out because she wanted to kill them with her own hands. (Since it was a risky move, the CSO could pursue her to have the guards stand by, and she agreed.) The assassins took out their knives and started to attack them one by one, but both of them dodged pretty easily. However, she observed that one of the knives seemed a little different. It was a double-edged knife with a gold-coated hilt, but before she could grab him, he escaped. The fight got intense, and both of them couldn't fight with bare hands anymore, so they had to take their swords out and started to fight. During the fight, Her Majesty chuckled a little, and this was observed by the CSO, who asked why she did so. She answered that she used to dread going to sword fight classes in childhood, and now it seems like it is pretty useful.
The fight became quite intense, and the room was destroyed.The papers were flying all over the place. The paintings were ruined. The furniture was destroyed.
Her guards observed this, but they couldn't intervene as they had been ordered not to. However, they were now forced to get involved because Her Majesty had been injured. Her Majesty was distracted by a sound, which turned out to be from the CSO. She groaned in pain as she was slashed on the stomach. This sound distracted her and gave the assassins the opportunity to attack her. That's it! She lost it! That was the breaking point for the CSO, who then ordered the guards to take Her Majesty away. However, Her Majesty disagreed and chose to stay in the room, surrounded by guards. The CSO pulled out her gun and started shooting everyone, and within no time, every assassin in the room was dead, except for one whom she kept alive for interrogation. He was frightened at the sight of her.
The CSO grabbed him by the collar and said, with anger-filled eyes,
"I am XENA KINGSLEY OF VOTARA, Chief Security Officer of Her Majesty. So if you want to get to her, you have to go through me."
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A Tale Of Votara
Misterio / SuspensoHi there! I'm new to writing and this is the first ever story I've written. I know there are going to be a lot of mistakes since English is neither my mother tongue nor my first language. So I would appreciate it if readers give me constructive cri...
