The Prince's Night Guard

Prologue

           I was seven years old when my adoptive mother found me. I was in a tree laughing, and covered in blood. There were 12 body's in this tree. 11 were dead, I was the exception. I was covered in their blood and so was my mothers sword which was in my small hands. the only blood that was mine was coming from my back were one of the assassin's swords had cut my back. I fell from the tree were she caught me, I stopped laughing and started to cry. My Long blue hair was wet with blood. She ripped her skirt and wrapped it around my back. I had not met anyone as kind other than my birth mother who had loved everyone, even the people who ended her life. As she walked in to town people hid in there houses and lost all of their respect for her. Now I am 17 and she is dead as well. My stepfather blames me, as he has blamed me for all of the bad things that have happened to our family. He did not want me, and was angry with his wife for taking me in. 

       He hates me because we do not share the same blood. He hates me because I am better than the  three daughters that are of his blood for in this capitol city everyone is beautiful. But not many are well graced. They are ill mannered and rude, spoiled, pampered, and by no means pleasant. But there are the few here who are kind hearted. My father tries to make me as disgusting as possible to make me look bad. He has even beaten me. I've been treated as a servant by him, and punished for having fun and smiling. I hate him back. "Sinha, pack up tonight you'll be heading to the castle tomorrow. From then on you are not my daughter, but a guard."         " yes father I understand, but what about the ball preparations for Silvia, Corey, and Amethyst?" I asked simply curious because I'd been given the task of helping them. " the maids will deal with it, now get out of my sight you disappointing girl." He said blowing smoke from his cigarette. Those were the last words I heard him say. I ran up the stairs and climbed the ladder to the attic.

        I packed my belongings and put on a red dress, hiding my mother's sheathed sword in the skirt. And I jumped out of my window into the nights warm summer air. Rose petals danced around me. And I was truly happy as I hadn't been for at least a year since mother died. 

The castle was glistening and there was only the sound of the flags flapping disturbed the silent night. But that wasn't entirely true. I could sense someone in the castle walls. An assassin. Someone who's soul was so corrupted by sadness they would kill to avenge. And from what I could sense the guards stupidly got drunk, and maybe that was the reason why they needed new guards. The only way i new in was by the royal entrance in the garden which had a magic code. Fortunately i knew the code, all you needed was someone with royal blood to kiss the lock. I went over to the royal garden and saw so many roses you couldn't count them. I bent down and kissed the lock and heard the lock undo...