Endurance of an assassin

A Night In The Life Of An Assassin

The world is distorted, dyed in red and black, time has stopped for her since the day she had to sacrifice herself to rescue her lost sister.

There she is, walking back to the castle covered in the blood of someone she was ordered to kill and does not even know him ... her face showing nothing but emptiness.

She thought that killing herself was her only choice to be free from this disgusting prison , however that was not an option if she wanted her sister, whom she discovered was taken hostage by the village, to return alive.

The path back, was too long but for her that distance was like a small step compared to her own life, which she knew was worse than a certain someone's life.

Jumping form tree to another, than from the wall of the castle to the garden, she immediately went for the well to wash the by now dark stains of blood covering all of her body, as if she was the one who shed all of it. That certain someone was watching her from the roof as usual but she ignored him and continued her task.

All clean by now, she went to her favorite place. Near a tree from where you can see all the types of flowers planted in the garden. Approaching the black roses growing there, she stared at them for a while, and took one in her hand before addressing him, he who was till now watching her.

"For how long are you going to keep tailing me? ... If you have something to say just say it ... although I think I already know what you want to ask."

To be continued ~