"Come on Eve, just one night please," Kira whined in a pitch that always set my ears on edge.
"For the millionth time, NO." I replied while turnning the corner and continued heading toward the King's study.
"Please I'll owe you one."
"No."
"Eve, He has a friend that is only going to be in the city for a week and he finally asked me to dinner."
"Go ask Camile, she'll go," I said while gritting my teeth. This was a normal conversation between Kira and I. She always had some guy that had some friend that needed a date. "Kira you know that I don't date and plus I am very busy I have paper work and orders to finish."
"You're always busy with work." Kira pouted.
"Yeah well comes with the job. Now go find Camile and bother her about this guy." I turned another corner and entered the King's study before she could whine more and attempt to convince me that I needed to got out tonight.
Being the King's commander of the armies makes me have tremendous amount of work and I was thankful for it. I liked my work and the respect it came with. I was, in a word, happy to live my life working for the king and helping make the kingdom better. I was grateful to the king for this life. He saved me, gave me a purpose and a way to repay him. I am perfectly happy living a single lifestyle. Even though Kira is my second in command and my closest friend, and therefore knows this, she continuously insists in me finding someone that will love me and for me to take down my barriers with. I don't even take my barriers down around her or anyone for that matter. In fact I don't believe in love, or soul-mates. Love is for those who have a weakness and that weakness can be used against them. That and one other reason that I can't even admit to myself.
As I stood there musing over all of this, I heard the familiar warm voice that always made me feel welcome.
"Evelira, what is that look for?" King Kileath spoke from behind his desk
"Nothing sire."
"Very well, I assume that you have come to tell me of you mission?"
"Yes, sire." I said. I knew in the tone he said it he was talking of the missions, that know one must know about the missions that if asked about would be denied and then the questioner taken care of. I would take care of the questioner. Just like I took care of the poor bastard Leium.
Because I was the king's shadow, the kings eyes and ears.
I was his assassin.
******************************************************************************************************************************************************************************OK so there is the first chapter to anyone who might actually read this. This is my first story and I am trying to me as original in names and things as possible. I will gladly take criticism.....As well as compliments :)
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