Purple Dawn Till Dusk

Not Spy But Thief

BUKK!

With a loud sound the lid was slammed to the ground. She was struggling to stand up but because of that, the barrel lost it balanced and fell. The barrel and she was rolling on the ground for some good second before it hit the wall, bounced back and stop.

Senja lets out a miserably sound. Afterwards, she crawled out from the barrel with dizzy. Her whole body aching.

"Fuck!!" She cursed out loud. But before she could stand up properly, she could sensed the intense atmosphere around her, the intensity made her shuddered. It's almost felt like a big pressure was put on her shoulder hence she stayed on her position on the ground. Afraid to raise her heads up.

What is this feeling? Anxious? Afraid? Nervous? Curious ?

Various feeling invaded her senses. But she could say for sure that those feelings were not hers. It's like euphoria. Like if she heard emotional preached and feel moved even though that feeling wouldn't last long but you couldn't help to felt melancholy for that moment. This kind of feeling that sourced from outside her conscience. All she could do now was withdrawn herself before it dragged her too far.

Initially, she wanted to stand up however something in front of her caught her attention. There were many boots shoes lined up in her sight.

Her brows wrinkled deepen. Senja raised her head slowly and got startled by what she saw. Subconsciously she fell backward on her butt.

All she saw right in front of her eyes it was just ridiculous to explain. Never in her wildest dream would she see this unexplained sight.

Fifty? No, a hundred?

Many people stood in front of her with knitted brows and mouth slightly open which proved that they were shocked. But the most shocking part for Senja was the fact that they were wearing ancient warrior clothes completed with their armor and long sword hung on their waist.

"Bloody hell!! What is this ?!" Senja cursed out loud. She clutched her chest where her heart was thumping wildly.

"Where was that stinky old women sent me?!" She couldn't help but getting furious.

Because she was going to sleep, she was just wearing her night dress. Her white dress was sleeveless so, it wasn't proper for public displayed. What the hell with a lot of men right before her eyes.

Where is this? filming set?

On the other side, a hundred soldiers shocked with what they saw. A girl with long curly purple hair wearing only a thin layer of clothes that almost transparent on her white flawless skin. Even they could see the girl's tempted collarbone. Her big eyes implied the same shocked like what they felt. They gulped hard.

In attempt to try to avert their eyes out of courtesy, despite their curiosity, it wasn't polite to starring a girl, even more a girl who was wearing clothes less.

Cough...cough... "... Who are you?" A middle age man inquired Senja while he tried to focus on her eyes and not elsewhere.

"I ..." What should I tell him?

"Is she a spy?" Another man come up and whispered.

I am not a spy. I am a professional thief. But was that make her situation any better? She didn't think so. That's why she kept her mouth shut. Trying to comprehend her situation she was in.

"Mmmh... may I know if this is filming set?" She asked befuddled while tidied up and put her long hair in front of her body to cover her thin night dress from their eyes.