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The first thing I remember about my life is my Dad teaching me about our way of life. He told me "Knives are for eating or tricking people, never use the same knife to kill as to eat. When you kill someone use a new sword and knife so it doesn't hold the feeling of your presence. When dueling use your personal Sword so your opponent knows this is the sword you know, this is the sword you can legally kill him with. But what ever you do never drink from anything that is not from your flask or served in a silver goblet, never eat anything you've not seen cooked or which you've not brought yourself, and never -now this one is important- Never work for the crown. Nobles are fine, for a short time, but never work for someone in line for the throne or in possession of the throne." I was four years old when the first time he told me this.

For twenty years of my life I kept to each of these principals. I had my killing sword, and knife, my personal sword and knife, my eating knife, my water flask and wine flask, and a bag of bread, cheese and travel meat, and then I had a hip bag with just my poisons in it. I was the best assassin in the kingdom. I'd worked for almost everyone, save the crown. Then I agreed to work for the wrong person, and was assigned to kill the crown. I am now his only concubine, his personal Assassin, and alive as long as I don't try to kill him again, and do whatever he asks. The only problem with these three titles is that I'm not getting any with the crown prince, my poisons were taken away from me by him, and I can't stand the jerk.

When my previous employer starts sending more assassins it becomes my job to protect the crown prince. But as the new assassins become more and more daring it becomes harder and harder to keep my distance from the Crown prince. The closer I get to this man the more I start to understand him. The more I understand him the I come to want to protect him, both pyhsically and emotionally. How am I suppose to free myself from this man when I start falling in love with him? I'm sorry Dad I'm going to have to break every rule you ever taught me.