My Shackled Siren
I, Zierno the famed assassin, am hunting the mythical Mist Mare. My king, my friend, has promised me command of his guard if I gift her to him. I never fail a mission. The beast will belong to the King of the Netherlands, one way or the other. Itās deeply amazing how much can go wrong in a single day. From capturing the rare creature for my liege, to it nearly making off with my king. Now Iām on his short list of enemies. During my mad flight from the castle, I thought to save an injured woman. I couldnāt have been more wrong. What I have now is a sack full of problems. This pretty red-eyed woman, being the largest. She looks like a sweet creature one moment. Then the next, a bloodthirsty demon. And truthfully, Iām terrified. Iāve never seen anything like her. āChain me to the wallā She says. Normally Iād think that might make for an interesting afternoon. Now Iām thinking Iād rather be anywhere but where she can shriek at me when she has one of her āspells.ā āGo talk to the sorcerer.ā She orders. As though I should know who he is. āI need your help.ā She says, as though Iām intended to be some great savior. Iām a killer not a saint. Meanwhile, Iāve gotten word that the King has sent out an army to hunt me down and drag me back to face the consequences of a potential assassination. One which I did not intend! So my plan right nowā¦Is essentially just to stay alive.
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