The Princess and The Assassin #Wattys2016

Chapter 6

Today is the day the world has been waiting for, the coronation and wedding of Princess Isabella and Prince Braden. 7 more hours, England and The United States of America will be owned by Isabella and Braden.
It's just 5:39 in the morning, the whole palace is still asleep, except for Princess Isabella.  She has been worrying about this day, since she found out about her marriage, approximately when she turned 13 years old.

What if I fail at being Queen? I would be such a disgrace. Ugh! Why do I have to be born a princess? Isabella thought. She headed to the "kitchen" to grab a drink, and tried her best to be quiet. She didn't want to wake ANYONE up, or else, she'd be in so much trouble.

She opened up the fridge to grab a bottle of water, when, she heard an unfamiliar sound, coming from the back doors of the palace. What was that!? That better be not a ghost! Isabella thought. She searched around to find out what it was. Nothing. Strange.
She continued on what she was doing, she was unscrewing the bottle, when, suddenly, someone grabbed her, from the back, dropping her water bottle, spilling water everywhere.
"Ahhh!!!! Put me down!!! Someone!!!!! Help!!!!!" she shouted from the top of her lungs. Someone heard her, a guard, and rushed down to see what's going on, but before he got there to save Isabella. The guard started shooting the person taking the princess, he ran out of bullets, even before he could put in some new one, she was already taken away, in a black hover car.

Back in the palace, everyone started to wake up because of the noise of the gun. "What in the bloody hell is going on?" King Louis said, while putting on his glasses.
"I heard someone shooting! Is everyone okay?!" asked Queen Athena. "Wait! Where is Isabella?!!" her eyes widened while scanning the room.
"I woke up from the sound of the princess screaming, and I followed the sound to help the princess. I spotted a guy wearing all black, then I started to shoot, but before, I could hit him, he swiftly left, taking Princess Isabella, I tried to to chase the hover car but they're going too fast that I couldn't keep up." the guard explained.
"What's the color of the car?" Nikki asked.
"Black, princess. Even the clothes his wearing are black." the guard said.
"Huh, interesting."
"What do you mean taking Isabella!!??? Today is her coronation day! This can't be happening! Did you see what the guy looks like?" said the king.
"No, your majesty. He face was all covered." the guard explained
"Why would Isabella come down this early? Does she know this guy? Is she trying to escape or what?" asked Queen Lauren.
"Wait, where is Braden?" King Sebastian asked.

"The only thing left is this water bottle. It spilled all over the floor. Braden is missing, and Braden's favorite color is black,-"
said Nikki.
"What does this have to do with her being taken away?" asked Queen Lauren.
"I don't know and I don't care. Now, everyone, search for this mystery guy in a black hover car, research about it, I don't care, just do something that will help us to get Isabella back." Ordered the King.

The whole kingdom was now on search for the missing princess. The search team looked everywhere, but still they could not find the princess.

"What do you mean you cannot find her? That is impossible! You will not stop until you find my daughter. The coronation, and especially the wedding must be done!" the king ordered.

People couldn't do anything about but to follow everything the king says. If not, they would be thrown into jail.

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"Ahhhh!!!! Help!!! Put me down!!" Princess Isabella shouted.
The guy didn't listen to her, instead he kept walking to where the hover car was parked. He put Isabella down on the shotgun and shut the door.
He swiftly get in the matte black car and started driving 145 miles an hour. In less than 7 mins, they arrived where he wanted to.
He stepped out first, then opened Isabella's door, hold her tightly, just tight to make sure she won't escape. She stepped out, and saw a humongous black house, in the middle of nowhere. It's just surrounded by tall grass, and it looks like it hasn't been mowed for quite a while.
"What is this? What are you trying to do to me?" she said, her voice shaking.
"Just stop talking and there would be no harm done." he said, in a soothing voice.
"What do you mean no harm done? Because I'm 100% positive that I'm in a dangerous situation right now, and I'm sure that there would be some kind of harm done!"
"Just come with me, and zip your mouth." he said, still in a calm voice.
He dragged her and walked towards the mysterious, almost creepy looking house.

When they got in, everything is black, with just a hint of white popping out everywhere. Black chandelier with bright white lights, black table, black chairs, and even black walls, with streaks of white.
"What the bloody hell?!" Isabella shrieked.
"God. Don't make me repeat this again, shut your mouth." he said, in a convincing voice.
But before Isabella could even say a word, he dragged her to a room, a small one. He turned on the light, revealing a glass television, a sofa, and a chair. He made her plop down the chair and quickly tied her with an invisible rope. But not tight that would leave a mark, just tight enough to make her sit still and keep quiet.
She is still a lady, and he didn't want to take that privilege away from her.
"What are you doing? Take off your mask! Isabella asked, almost mad.
"I believe I cannot take my mask off. I was just given orders, and I simply follow them, my lady." he said.
"Tell me, who gave you the orders? As the princess of England, I demand you to tell me who gave you the orders."
"Oh, rules like that don't work here. This is the real world. You have no power here. Sorry to break it to you, but this is reality." he said.
"Ugh! Just tell me who gave you the orders!" she shouted, infuriated.
"Why such in a hurry? Don't worry, you'll meet the person who gave me the orders in less than 7 mins. Hold on tight!" he said, winking.
In a weird way, she knows he is winking, even tough he has his mask on. And weirdly enough, she felt kinda, not great, but not bad because she didn't have to face the horror of the coronation ad wedding, but now, she has to face the horror of this guy watching her, whom she didn't know who is, or maybe she does, it's all just hidden under his mask.