Wanted For Love? Or a Convenience?

{{ Chapter 1: The Criminal }}

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"Again? My words, this is getting very old and annoying....."

The woman would mutter to herself, staring at the person who wanted to take her life. Her soft dark brown hair trailing down to her waist, her black and white dress slowly flowing, suiting her very pale tan figure. It was just tiring to have assassins wanting to kill just for money when really they've could asked her. Sighing in frustrated, the woman would just stare at the assassin with annoyed expression. Why does this always happen? Its been happening since she turned 8 and its still continuing. How much longer can this last? A decade?!

"Alright, milady. Sorry for this, I need the money. Now prepare to die-"

A man jumped from out of nowhere, landing onto the assassin before looking at the princess. His eyes were hidden from sight, a hat being lowered down as if to hide the eyes even more. Who was this man? Another assassin? A hero that wanted her hand? Whoever this man was Violetta wanted to thank him. As long as the assassin was at least locked up in a cell after she returns from the grieving. Gentle steps walking forward towards the two unknowns, a hand putting itself on the mysterious man's shoulder as the princess would quietly say.

"I could've handled it, but thank you. I presume you want a reward?"

"Isn't that obvious, lady?"

"Don't be harsh. Here give me your hand."

Before the man could answer, the woman grabbed his hand gently, putting a bag full of money and giving a small peck on the cheek. Making the man turn red, putting the money away in a safe place before looking away. Why did this lady kiss his cheek for? Like all he wanted was the money, not an added bonus that was a kiss.

"Why did you do that?"

"You deserve it. No man ever interested me with one meeting. Lucky you. Now if you excuse me, I have to attend a grieving of my people."

She gave the man a smile, walking around him in a well-manner. Leaving the man question the woman for her actions, no that wasn't it. What was her name? And why was she so different from anyone? Like anyone would recognize him.

"By the way, my name is Violetta Crown Princess of this kingdom. Feel free to come by my room at night if you wish."

'Strange woman......why didn't she have me arrested? Well, I guess I can't let her invitation go away...........I wonder if she really is that kind to everyone....' The man would laugh under his breath, stepping off the assassin who appeared to be unable to move. Lowering his hat even more, he would then disappear into the shadows. With a mischievous grin on his face.