20 Chapter 20 (2/2)

I turned my back to him just in time to see Garret walk in the door and nod to me. It was time for step two of the plan. I saw Janel looking worried. It was her prince that was gone. ”Hey Janel.” I said casually. She looked at me sadly. ”What's wrong?” I ask innocently. He looks at me again. ”I think he blew me off. He has been gone for almost twenty munities.” I wrap my arm around her in mock sympathy. ”Where did he go?” I ask. ”The bathroom.” I nod to her. ”This is bad. We need to alert the guards.” She looked up at me. ”Oh no. What is he is hurt?” I see tears in her eyes. ”Don't worry Janel. Let's just go tell a guard.”

She practically runs to the closet guard. When I get there, she is a sobbing mess. ”The prince, he left for the bathroom and.” Her voice cracks. ”And he isn't back.” The guards eyes go wide. He immediately catches the eye of another guard and hold up his hand in a fist. That guard signals to another, and so on and so forth. By the time they leave, there are only four guards left, not counting Garret. All four are next to Xalem. I feel a smug smile come on my face. He did everything to make my two weeks here hell, now he was going to pay. Finally. I looked up to see Garret working his way up. I looked over to Azeel, and he was flirting with another girl. ”Go figure.” I thought. As I get closer to Xalem, my killer cold slides over. I zone out the rest of the room. All my focus is on Xalem and Garret.

When I ten feet away, I look at Garret and he nods. I lunge and yell, ”Everyone, move.” I pull out my daggers mid lunge, landing on the closest guard. He doesn't stand a chance. All the guests are running now. The second guard turn to me with a sword out. ”What the…?” He doesn't have a chance to say more. His blades lock with mine. I can see Garret has one guard down already, and a second almost down. I feel the sting of a dagger hitting my stomach. I don't even let it stop me, I just stab my dagger straight through his neck.

Then I turn to Xalem. He has his wife behind him, trying to protect her. ”Who are you?” He asks. I smile. ”Oh, I am Kiya Farsaye.” He shakes his head, ”No you aren't. You are lying.” My smile turns deadly, my voice like a dagger itself, doing it's damage before I even get to him. ”I am Kiya, it is one of my many names. But the one you know is Jaycie Laker.” He looks absolutely scared. ”What are you doing here?” To his credit, his voice is almost even. ”I am here to kill you.” I say. Then I lunge again.

Xalem pushes his wife back and dodges my blade by centimeters. I immediately attack again. I hear his wife scream, and then run, but I don't care. Once Xalem is dead, she will be powerless. My dagger's move in a dance I had been trained to do all my life. A slice here, a jab there. All to either weaken, scare, or kill my opponent. Xalem is backing into the far corner, and I see Garret jump behind me, fighting of the guards that are slowly coming back in. When I have Xalem all the way in the corner, I grab him, and shove him into the wall. My arm it thrown back ready to plunge into his heart.

”You should have picked someone else to make your slave.” I say, the I start to throw my arm down, only something stops it. A hand around my wrist. ”What the?” I feel myself yanked back. I try and fight back, but someone puts something in my mouth. I taste it. I can't exactly tell what it is, but when I start to go unconscious. Right one the edge of unconscious, I can't do anything, but I can still hear and see everything. I know I have messed up. I am about to die. Something is going to happen. I am turned to Garret, who is fighting like a crazed animal. I mouth the word sorry, forcing my mouth to move. Now I am all out of fight, I can't move the slightest bit. I wish I couldn't because I hear someone, Azeel, taunt Garret. ”Look's like you aren't keeping you sweet little girl safe, are you?” Then I feel a kiss being pressed to my lips. I can't even fight it.

Garret's Point of View: A couple seconds earlier

I feel something hit me in the cheek as I am fighting behind Jaycie. It sends shocks of pain through me. I fall to the ground, not even being able to make one single noise. I am forced to watch as guards surge in from all different sides. Several force the weapons from my hands and stand my up, holding on to me tightly. Whatever was on my face, fell off, but it is to late for me to get away.

I watch as Azeel grabs Jaycie's wrist, right before she is about to plunge the dagger into Xalem, and he yanks her back. I notice that he holds up a small bottle to her mouth, barley anything is in it, but a couple drops of liquid land in her mouth. I try and surge forward, but I am helpless right now. I can't get to her, can't save her. I see her go limp, her eyes go kind of foggy, and the fight die out of her as she stills. She mouths one word to me. Sorry.

I want to tell her there is nothing to be sorry for, but Azeel cuts in. He is holding her in such a way, which if she were conscious all the way, you would think she was his wife. I want to push him away from her, but I they keep my at a distance from Azeel. Then to my horror, he kisses her. He does it just because he knows I can't stop it. For Jaycie, the worst thing is not being able to be in control, which is why he drugged her. For me, it is having to watch. To know I am fully capable of helping her, but not being able to. I feel one thought go through me. A cowardly one. ”I wish they would knock me out, so I didn't have to watch.”

Azeel asks, ”Where should we take them? They are risks.” I hear a voice say, ”Follow me, I know where to go.” I swing my head to the left, and there he is. The assassin that drugger her just the other day. Then everything clicks. Why she told me to be careful, why she wanted to leave the bar so quickly. Why she admitted she was scared. He had to have been there, and there is only one reason why she would have kept all this a secret, he was threatening to kill her. Or better yet, someone she cared for. A thought runs threw my head quickly. ”If he was threatening to kill her, she wouldn't have warned me. If he was threatening to kill me, she would distance herself from me to make it seem like she didn't care about me.”

I feel them start to walk, I am right behind Jaycie. Only twenty feet separate us. Azeel is basically carrying her. I watch as her head falls back, and that is what reminds me that under her shield of strength and speed is just a woman. For a second, I forget all about her being an assassin and simply see her. Not the strong, fierce, fearless woman who walks through the halls of the guild like she owns them, but the real her, the one behind her assassin shield. She looks almost fragile. That's when I realize why people never guessed that she was the female assassin when they first meet her. Even after years of fighting, she still looked innocent. She looked fragile. This is the thought that sends me surging forward.

One of the guards had loosened their grip on me, so my arm slips out. I kick that guard back, and he falls to the ground, hitting his head hard enough to go unconscious. I swing my free fist into the other guards nose. I hear the crunch of bone and his nose visibly move up. If that didn't kill him, then the bang of his head into the wall did. I ran forward, ready to slam a fist into Azeel, but he spins, and I have to avert my fist into a wall to keep it from hitting Jaycie. My fist goes through the wall. I quickly pull it out and try and hit Azeel again. ”Let her go. Now.” He laughs as he dodges the punch. I feel about ten hands grab onto me. I am pulled back into a wall of guards, keeping me away from Azeel.

”She had nothing to do with the mission. I forced her to do that. I told her if she didn't, I would kill her. It is my fault and she doesn't deserve to be punished.” I see Azeel smirk at me, then look into Jaycie's face. He tucked a strand of hair behind her ear. Another jab at me because I can't get to her. ”We will be the judge of that. And if she isn't guilty, then I can take her with me to Navolin.” Jaycie moves slightly. The mystery assassin steps up and says, ”Hurry. We have to go.” They rush us down several halls, and I am stopped at a door about half was down the hall, she is taken all the way down to a door at the end. Right as the door opens, she screams in fear. All I see is a glimpse of mirror before I am shoved into my room.