Queen Of Death

I have always been alone. I enjoy being alone. I do not have to rely on anyone, I do not have to feed anyone besides myself. It's a long, lonely road I have grown accustomed to. You can't miss something you never had. I have gotten along just fine by myself.
Until I was 16, I thought I was weak. I ran away from the orphanage at 14. I figured begging was better than getting beaten every night. Not only by the people running it but by the other kids. After the war many kids were left without homes. At least that is what they told me happened to my parents for as long as I remember.
Living on the streets wasn't my favorite but I didn't play by any one's rules. I stole to eat, begged, and saved the little money I had. Soon I had enough to buy my first knife. It wasn't large but it protected me from the other creatures on the streets. The blade was only five inches long and the hilt was small, but it had designs on it that represented the five provinces under Andla. There is Amus, Pretall, Enoya, Icoya, and finally Jahen. I was born in was in Icoya. That was up until I met Leran....