"You can s-see me?"I stuttered loudly.

How can he see me? No one ever sees me when I am in my current state. Maybe there is something wrong with me. I have been feeling a bit under the weather lately. Yes that's it, it has to be!

He said nothing. although he was giving me a look like I was mentally Incompetent.

"Who in the gods names are you?" I questioned moving my Red cloak out of my way so I could cautiously draw my hand to the hilt of my sword.

Then with the other hand Untied and slid off my long red cloak.

He narrowed his eyes in surprise at the sight of my armor and sword. His hand slowly sliding down to his own sword.

"Isn't it obvious?" He said pointing to the Markings on his armer. It was the markings of a high power. Such as a Count, prince or possibly even a king.

I met his eyes.

"I am Prince William the 4th." He pulled out his sword as if knowing something I didn't.

Wait? Prince William? As in "the prince"? The one I am supposed to assassinate?

But, but he looks so... Beautiful.

oh snap out of it. You've seen many a fine man before! He might not be the ugly barbaric man you were expecting but he still is your target. I scolded myself in my mind.

And that's when my gaze landed on his body again...

Its really is a shame though* I thought. Then mentally slapped myself. Why am I having such impure thoughts about this man? I'm supposed to kill him for Heras sake.

"And you are?" He questioned curiously

I smirked "None of your Business, that's who!" I announced, unsheathing my sword and placing it in a Offensive position in front of me.

"Your a royal from the kingdom of Dunbar. That much I already know." He smiled as if he was already winning the fight that had not yet started.

How does he know who I am?

"Do you really think your that clever My Lady? That you could go by unnoticed this long and never be caught?"

This can't be happening. He can't put the pieces together and find out who I really am. If they do then my family is not safe. The family I really care about. Not my uncle. But my mother, father and James. I could not live with myself if something happened to Them because of me.

Even more reason to find out who knows about this and take care of it.

"Lord Hendricks was a dear friend of my fathers you know." He hissed narrowing his eyes on me.

Then he continued. "There was a witnesses that say he saw a woman in a blood red cloak leave Lord Hendricks estate, and when that anonymous citizen went in for a meeting that they had scheduled with him, they found him dead. Another good citizen trailed you from a far. And you can imagine his surprise when he saw you enter the Dunbar Palace gates."

So I was followed back? Cora you are getting sloppy! I hissed to myself.

Is he really trying to make me feel guilty for killing lord Hendricks? My hand tightened on my sword.

"Lord Hendricks was a traitor to my kingdom." I said Then half laughed as I continued. "But I guess you already knew that considering your father is the one who bought our armies information off of that Bastard"

He pulled out his sword in front of him to meet mine.
"What brings you here?" He questioned.

"Take a rough guess." I snorted, looking at my sword then back to him.

He rolled his eyes "please Princess stop embarrassing yourself."

I had to hold back a curse. He was calling me princesses. Was he saying it as a jest... Or did he actually know?

"Don't call me princess." I warned

I was use to Men always underestimating me. After all I am not a tall, and my many layered garments hide my somewhat muscular frame. Thankfully my abilities make up for my small stature though.

"Sorry...princess." His face twisted into an evil half grin.

Alright he is asking for it.

I attacked with such a force, the kind that would easily take out any man i had ever faced before. Yet he deflected it with ease and knocked my sword aside.

He is good. But not to worry. I am better. I'm always better.

I quickly tucked and rolled for my missing weapon, which caught him by surprise.

He quickly swung his sword over his head and aimed for mine. I brought my sword up sideways and caught his attack. We were just inches apart.

"Didn't your mother ever tell you not nice to hit a lady?" I asked, putting on an innocent face.

"Yes she did." He replied matter of factly.

"Well then?" I asked as he pushed more of his weight down onto my sword.

"Your more manly then any other woman Iv ever encountered, So my Conscience is Clear."

What? I can be very lady like. When I am not stealing or killing that is.. So he might have a small point. Still what a rude thing to say.

I pushed him and his sword away and swung my sword at his legs. He jumped over my sword like there was nothing to it.

"A little angry aren't we?" He asked with a laugh

I was. And that's odd. I hardly get mad or annoyed at anyone let alone a stranger. So why him?

"How could I be? Your such a lovable fellow." I joked in annoyance.

He nodded in agreement with a smile.

Damn that boy could smile. It was like Jame's smile but much more... Breathtaking.

No... He's not.. Ok, stop lying to yourself it's pathetic..

I noticed that I was starting to blush. Oh no. I closed my eyes and willed myself to be unnoticed.

"What are you doing?" He asked like he was mad at a small child.

What's wrong with me? Why can't I turn invisible?

He then swung his sword at me again and again. I began blocking his attacks and making attacks of my own.

Just then. I heard a man clear his throat.

Both me and Prince William turned in mid attack to see who the person was.

"Forgive me your highness but are you feeling well?" A young lad with sandy brown hair around 15 asked the prince.

"Can't you see I am a bit tied up at the moment? " he pointed at me

"Forgive me again your highness but there is no one there. Are you sure you are feeling well sir?" the servant questioned, confused.

Willam looked at me in shock as if he just realized something of great importance. Then turned back to the man and put his sword back in its holder.

I just stood, there in to much shock to even move.

There is nothing wrong with me.. My powers are fine. Its him, HE CAN SEE ME! So how can he see me and the other man can't?

William walked over to the man and placed his hand on the mans shoulder.

"You see young Joseph, when you are training you always have to train like your really being attacked. Like your life depends on it. Because one day your life will depend on it and you need to be prepared."

The boy was watching the prince with a hawk eye. He probably thought the prince would behead him for interrupting him.

"Of..course my lord, thank you for giving me a piece of your....Wise mind." The scared boy Spoke

Kiss ass!

"Think nothing of it, now run along" the prince ordered. The boy bowed to his prince and ran out of the room as fast as a wild rabbit.

William turned back to me and quickly started walking towards me.

My eyes widened. I moved my sword in front of me. Ready for anything he had coming.

"Stop. I am not going to hurt you.... For now.... Just put away your sword." he said calmly.

I rolled my eyes at him. Like I am really that stupid?

He put his hands up.

"Just put it away so we can talk" he pushed again.

I thought it over for a moment. I really needed to know what was going on.

I put it away and crossed my arms. He just stared at me for the longest time.

"Are we going to talk or are you trying to bore me to death? Because it's working" I shrugged.

He let out a small chuckle "Just look at me" he laughed.

Then he closed his eyes and concentrated on something. Then he opened them again.

"Well?" I asked annoyed by the stunt he was pulling. I really wanted to finish him, then get back to my home. And he was wasting my time.

"You can see me?" He asked in awe

"Why wouldn't I be Ab.... " I trailed off.

Is he like me? No that can't be? I am the only one of my kind. I am just some freak. But yet here he is.

"Your like me." he said softening his voice.

"I am nothing like you." I spat.

He is a ruthless killer. Or at least that's what my uncle said.

"Let me prove it to you" he started to walk out of the room.

Should I follow him? What if it's a trap? But I must know what's going on...

I grabbed my red cloak off the ground and put it back on, then
I followed him out the door and into the courtyard.

This place was so beautiful. Stone walls surrounding the yard without a roof. The pale moonlight shined so beautifully off the garden flowers.

"Hey you fat bore!" he yelled across the yard to a fat man.

I could not help but laugh. The man did sort of look like a bore

The fat man did not even seem to notice. He walked right next to the man and yelled it again. Still nothing.

"Don't you see?"

I just stood there. Having no clue what to do. How can this be? How could he be like me? What does that even mean?

So many thoughts going through my mind. I was so confused. So I done the one thing I have never done.

I ran..

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I hope you like this chapter. It took me forever but was worth it. Please vote and comment your thoughts 💕 till next time (Mariska)