Category : Books-Fiction

Sub Category : Fantasy

The night was quiet, and on the winds a chill swept cross the lands. The cloaked man stepped deeper into the shadows of the surrounding buildings as the dungeon guards ran past.

   "Down the street!" A young guard called as he and his fellow guardsmen ran into another patrolling group.

   "He cannot be allowed to escape!" Called out the captain of the guards. The cloaked man counted 30 breaths after the guards left before stepping out of the shadows he hid in. He turned and ran away from where the guards went.as the man slipped from shadow to shadow making his way to the city gates he was unaware of the small shadow that followed.

After an hour of slowly making his escape the man swept past the gate to the woods beyond. He sat to rest when he heard a voice.

   "Escaping the dungeon was not a wise idea" a soft feminine voice said.

   The man who started off using the shadows as cover now wished there was light so he could see the one who spoke. "Whose there? What do you want!?"

   After a short pause the woman replied "Who I am is not important. What I want however is quite simple" as the mysterious lady finished speaking she dropped down to the ground before the man from a tree above.

   The man took in her features. Simple yet beautiful face, the long blood red hair. The leather armor she wore and he became scared. For he knew who this woman was. She was a noble yet an assassin at the same time. She was the most feared in the underground and most lived at the top of the hierarchy. She was the kings daughter, princess Nadolia.

  "Once you escaped and killed 2 guards on your way out my father immediately gave out a bounty of one gold caught alive and fifty silver dead." The man was startled to hear that it was put on him so fast.

He knew he could not face her and win "please spare me ill go back willingly" he pleaded.

"You disgust me" Nodalia said. "You go about murdering the weak, the old, and the young who cannot fight back. But when faced against a true opponent you reveal yourself to be no more than a coward" she looked down upon the man, "fuck the extra fifty silver. I will kill you here and now." And with that she lunged with a dagger in hand, and slit his throat clean open.

"If you fight like a coward, than all that awaits you is a cowards death!"