The Failed Assassin

Revelations

How did this easy, if precarious, negotiation start? Wilhelm didn'treally know but he didn't mind at all. It was...nice. She was theonly one who looked at him as a person, she would call him on hisbehavior if she did not think it was right.

Natasha had once made him hate her and thought she was an insolentevil in the form of a grace! Now he had come to appreciate it andwant it. She wished for nothing from him, except his death, and hehad come to realize she didn't want him dead, but what hestood for. The kingdom she wanted dead. She was wrong to do it, shewas naive, she only saw the simplest solution and only saw one partof it, the power vacuum that would happen if she managed to take downthe entire kingdom would make life a thousand times worse than whatwas happening to her.

She was wrong, she would hurt those she wanted to help more than theywere being hurt. Still, her heart was in the right place, she wasdoing the wrong thing for the right reasons. The path to destructionwas led by good intentions, it was wrong, by the graces it was wrong!But still that was how life was. A part of him-a big part ofhim-still admired her.

She was brave, selfless and kind, she tried to hide it but Wilhelmknew. The thing that was the most damning of her was also the purestof her. Trying to kill him; brave to go in somewhere that she knewshe would not make it out of alive-even if she hadsucceed-selfless to do something that she honestly thought that wouldhelp others even when she could ride easily being a Maker and get herheart's desires. She was kind to do it for others but she was stilltwisted and dark. She was some alien juxtaposition of purity anddemonic. She was like a grace but also like a imp. How she was hedidn't know how but he had come to rely on it these past three moons.

Law stating that all workers have to be paid enough in a day toafford at least one loaf of bread, a half pound of meat, and onewedge of cheese.

"I see, so what is your question prince Wilhelm?"

"Question?" Wilhelm asked shocked, he thought she would tellhim a story.

"Yes. You wish to know about me, so what do you want to know?"She asked pushing a ringlet-a natural curl to her hair that was nolonger in fashion-he knew that she could change it with her power ifshe wished, as it had been straight for the ball but she now had noproblem with the tamed ringlets.

"Why is your Maker abilities so strong?" He asked and blinkedwhen her green eyes widened. She apparently was not what she wasexpecting. It was the thing he wanted to know the most of.

"I...I don't know."

"I changed things for people, I deserve an answer." Wilhelmsaid, his glare strong but she just glared back at him.

"This is something you should have done from the start!" Sheshook her head, "I still will answer your question, you can wait amoment for me to gather my thoughts and try to answer a question Inever thought of." She kept eye contact with him, blue and greenmeeting and battling seeing who will step down first. He didn't giveup and neither did she but she did start speaking after a bit.

"I started realizing what I could do when I was about eleven ortwelve, I don't know exactly. I just...slowly but eventually Istarted realizing if I focused on what I wanted my hands started tofeel tingly." She let out a giggle, "I never heard of a Maker, Ididn't even know it was a name but I knew that there were others likeme." She then helplessly shrugged, "is it because I practiced alot, I had a lot of reasons to practice? Was it because I amstubborn? Is it just a random thing? Is it in my blood? Is itsomething I haven't even considered? Is it a combination of things? Idon't know." She then smirked and folded her arms leaning back,"you are the one with a team of scholars just waiting for you toask a question. Ask them."