Rescued: A Nyssara Story

Chapter 30

NYSSA:
Everything has returned to the way things should be around here. The only difference is that I do not ask the company of my mistresses as I used to. In fact, I'm meditating as much as I can to rid me of sexual desire completely.

I look back on my old self and realize that my tendencies were superfluous. Humans are sexual beings, but I have learned to quench that desire. I can not erase my attraction to women like my father had attempted, but I can suppress my libido. There are many types of people like monks and nuns who vow their life to chastity, and I believe I can do the same. My reason for it is not religious, but the erasure of sex from my life leaves more time and energy to be used for more productive activities.

It has been a month since I last saw Ta-er al-Sahfer. Her basic training is nearly complete from what my father tells me. She will be completing it a month ahead of schedule. My father likes her very much.

The memories of her are faded in the back of my mind. I am proud to say that I no longer have any physiological reaction at the thought of her. My meditations have been clearing my mind of impurities and imperfections. I feel like I can finally be worthy of my title as Heir to the Demon.

SARA:
The fight ends with a loud clang of his sword on the ground. I hold the tip of my sword to his neck.

Ra's smiles at me. "Yellow bird, you are ready."

I lower my sword. "Ready for what, Ra's?"

"The final step to your basic training. Come here tomorrow morning at two," he says as he sheathes his sword.

I bow and reply. "Yes, Ra's."

He turns away and exits the room. I follow shortly after and go back to my quarters.

I change out of my clothes and lay in bed.

I wonder what the final step of my training is. Why does he needs me at 2 a.m.? I need as much sleep as I can get.

I pull the covers over me and drift to sleep.

I wake half past one in the morning. I get up, put my hair up in the standard braid hairdo, and hop in the bath for a quick body cleanse. I dress in some fresh clothes, and snack on some rations before leaving for my final training.

I walk through the door expecting to see Ra's, but I find Nyssa instead.

"Good morning, Yellow Bird."

I try not to act shocked.

"Hello, Heiress. I apologize. I was not expecting you," I say.

"Ra's has appointed me to be your watcher for your final."

"Watcher?"

"What has my father told you of this mission?"

"Mission?"

"I see. So nothing, I presume. Your final step in your training is the execution of a standard mission. You're given a target, and you use the skills you have acquired to execute the mission. I will be watching you to ensure your success, and to also give you a grade of sorts."

My heart starts to race a bit at the thought of having to kill someone.

I try not to act scared. "So, who is the target?"

Nyssa hands me a photo of a man with his name and address on it.

"How should I kill him?"

"That is something you will assess when we get there. You will choose the best route of action based on the situation. He will most likely be asleep so I don't expect any complications. I will be assessing your judgement, accuracy, stealth, and efficiency. Your uniform is over there," she says as she points to a wooden box.