AUTHOR’S POVEira sat on a chair in the dark room, staring at the assassin. She'd hidden him well and no one had found him. The only bridge to was left to cross was investigation from the King. As the assassin came around, his gaze was a bit blurry and his eyes were trying to adjust to the pitch darkness of the room. Eira sat up straight as she heard him groan, now that he was awake, she was excited to get down to business. “He…Hello, who…who are you? Where am I?” He asked as his gaze looked around the room. Thanks to his night vision, he was able to decipher that he was in a bedroom of some kind. His last memory hit him and he realized that he had been kidnapped.When he tried to stand from his position, he noticed he was strapped to the chair. Instinct kicked in and he began to fight it, “Let me go!” “If you keep shouting like that, it won't take long for the guards to find you.” Eira’s cold voice slices through the air, all his attempts at running away, ceasing instantly. “Wh…w
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