"For fucks sake," Shiav breathed, leaning against a wall. "That was so fucking stupid. The hell was that thing there is no way their are dragons here. They aren't native to this land. Fuck Ariana if she did all this just to piss me off," She growled. Ariana was the current queen of HER kingdom. Usurped from her family twenty years prior, she had forced Shiav to kill her eldest brother, the proper ruler, and her younger sibilings, along with her own children and husband. Shiav damned the woman, but could do nothing against her. She had a control over her which she did not understand, and took joy in tormenting with what remained of the heart and mind of the little fox.

Shiav caught her breath and was on her feet again, but she didn't have to walk long before she caught her target. She paused, stared and wondered, looking right at him, and he, easy to see her. Her body was covered with assassins tattoos. A bar code like diagram on her neck, tallying each win, and scars on her body, tallying her losses, a long with a few tell tale tattoos to those who knew how to read them.

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