The Thief and The Heart

Aurora Hearst. The daughter of a sickly merchant. Thief. Fighter. Protector of her family. Hero? She would never have been, not until a chance meeting with a mysterious boy with a white mask. When she was running her daily mission of stealing food for her family, she witnessed a murder that took place right across the street, shown in the window frame that played like a movie. The scream that led her into investigating. Aurora was always curious, as she was sly, but as she came close to the window where she have seen the murder happen, She suddenly bumped into something... or someone... Oh no, she thought. Curiosity killed the cat.

Wesley Page was tracing the man with the silver scar, zipping through the streets, carefully. He thought of how important the mission was to the kingdom. For sure, he thought, Father would be pleased. He suddenly lost the shiver of a man and could not find him until he heard the scream. He quickly followed the voice and bumped into a brunette girl, who closed her eyes at the force of the impact and squealed. Impatiently, he shushed her and pulled her aside. After a few seconds, the girl spoke. "Who are you?" Wesley looked down intently and whispered, " That doesn't matter as much as to why a lady is doing here in the slums."