Prolouge

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As I walked through the halls of the palace with an aroura of darkness around me, my boots creating a gentle click against the marble floors with their intricate swirls and designs. Heading towards my room in my rain soaked clothes squished against my cold slender body, I walked into my room my door creating a soft click behind me as it shut. I slowly started to get undressed. First my hood, then all my weapons. As soon as I sat down on my lavish bed with silk sheets and real feathers on the inside, I looked up amd saw him. Smiling I continued to take of my boots paying no mind to him. "Why hello there." The words rolled of my tounge and into the air. Looking up as his mouth opened I smirked and tossed one at him watching as he caught it gracefully in his strong working hands. Jules had always been very attractive to me with his dark locks and bright blue eyes that always his playfulness and mischief that sparkle always there with a hint of gold around his pupil blending into the baby blue of his iris, he had plump red lips, a light olive skin tone and straight nose that always caught my attention since it wasn't to far from his jawline that could cut diamonds if he wanted to. With a tall and scrangly build he had muscles on him, a back full them rippling with every movement he makes and abs you could wash clothes on if you wanted to. With a dreamy sigh I stood and walked to my washroom with Jules hot on my trail, a smirk set on my face I completely undressed and got into my bath of hot water that steamed as my cold slick skin hit the water inch by inch. With Jules sitting on the table and me in the bath biting my lip and smiling it felt like home in a weird way. This had always been normal for us, except for on missions for our clients, we were always trying to arouse one another for the sake of fun. Sometimes we'd go all the way but not everytime. Flicking water at his broad chest to catch his attention, "Hey, wake up" catching him in a state of daydream he jumped startled at the sizzling water colliding with his chest. He chuckled ever so seamlessly and left the room for me to get dressed.

We live in the city part of the kingdom were the stars never fully show through on dark nights and fires are always lit. You can hear workers working like dogs in the factories for hours if you just stand still and hold your breath for a moment. I've done this once and in this bre if moment I felt pity. Not because the workers worked, thats how they make their pay even if its never enough some is better than nothing, but because you could hear the men and women slaving themselves over machinery when they should be home with their wives, husbands, children, animals, it doesn't matter. I know what its like to grow up alone, to grow up lost and barely hanging on to some thin stress of hope that somewhere out in this big bad world, evil couldn't touch. That only good resided There, and it was that place I'd found but had been jerked from ever so carelessly. They didnt think what it would do to me. The memories of when I refused. I felt a warm rough fingertip slide under my eye. I hadn't noticed I'd started to cry, nodding in thanks I continued on with my trek into the city. We needed to gather more Intel on another assassin that was roaming our territory killing as of free will. For fun. As the kings assassins we have a duty to protect the kings kingdom and his civilians inside of his walls. His. Everything's his. Even small things like a loaf of bread you bought for the week ahead is his. He owns everything. Every. Single. Little. Thing. No exceptions.

We've been walking for hours now with no sight of or information on the mysterious assassin. Noticing a movement out the corner of my eyes I quickly dissolved into the darkness ahead, as Jules disappeared. Where? I wouldn't have the slightest clue. Looking around I watched ad our mysterious assassin came out from the shadows from which he wasn't hiding very well in. Maybe he wanted us to find him. Or he really is just not that good. Watching, he pulled out a long skinny blade with a slight curve on the nonbladed side. Stepping around testing the grounds he walked on he soon realized that we wouldn't be coming out anytime soon. Neither me nor Jules was equipped for close range fighting, all I had was my bow and sheath of arrows hanging lazily on my tense muscles. I know Jules has a dagger but considering this mans weapon was about quadruple the size of his dagger he stayed back. I could shoot an arrow now and puncture him keeping this mysterious male occupied as we took his weapons, but that would mean possibly giving myself away as something might poke out the limited am out of dmapce I have. It'd be to much noise if I tried anyway. Looking up into the eyes of man who's killed several hundred people didnt startle me, what startled me is that he was looking me directly in the eyes with a smirk as if he knew I was there or he had some type of valuable information. His eyes were the brown of sun from a cool summer afternoon shinning through a cold glass of whiskey left unattended and nearly full. Not knowing if the target had seen me or not I stayed there. In the darkness. Like a fool. I should've moved. I could've moved but no. I stood there. I stood in the shadows as a coward that would back away from any form of fight. I stood and watched as Jules exited the shadows to my near right and approaching the man as if he were a fellow friend. Confused and slightly token aback by this motion I took off. The pounding of my heart flooding my ears made it impossible yo hear anything else the adrenaline pumping through my blood my mind forcing my now aching legs to continue onwards. Climbing onto a nearby building not so gracefully I took camp there in the complete darkness. About two to three minutes later I heard them. I heard the rhythmic way their feet pounded agiandt the stone in a run. Creating a song itself. I slowed my breating and kept the noise to a minimum as they ran past in anger. Not solo, but together. The man I'd grown up with just betrayed a kingdom ruled by king I hate with the very depths of me and then some. I knew if anyone else were to find he'd be killed on the instant. But thats the thing. No one will find him. No one will know of any of the actions he has made today. When he doesnt show up for work with no word from me they will throw a large funeral and after party celebrating the hings hed done in life. No ine would be looking for him. No one will notice him. No one will ever know what he has done to this kingdom. This caged kingdom I'm always trying to escape.

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