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Vague Memory *Chap 1
I watch him squirm in pain. He looks up at me, his eyes filled with agony.
"Please miss. Pity my soul. Find a way to show mercy on this poor fool," the man pleaded. "Please,please.." his begging continued. He grabbed my ankle and tried to pull himself up. I kick him off of me and place my foot on his chest. The moon's light hits the face of the blade. The soft glare beamed into my eyes, A devilish grin grew. My fingers tracing every inch of my sword.
"Listen here you dirty scum. The queen expects your death. And your death is what I shall give her majesty," I boldly pronounce.
"Haven't your beloved parents taught you any-" he was cut off by blood gurgling in the lungs.
"You idiot you should have shut up when you had the chance," Xandr scoffs removing the dagger from the man's chest. He looks over at me with his dark loving eyes.For a moment I melt then regain my harden form.
"Get the body so we can take him to the castle," I state clearly, walking towards the buggy.
"As you wish young mistress," he replies slinging the corpse over his shoulder and following my trail.
I stand before the door and wait for Xandr to open it. He walks to me and and turns the knob, letting me in before shutting it behind me. I sat in silence, everything silent. The only noise i could hear was the shuffling of Xandr's shoes on the stone. I close my eyes and drowned out my surroundings. A hazy flashback comes into vision...smoke filling my lungs and I begin to choke
*"Mama.. Papa!" I scream. No answer came. The heat of the flames barely touches my face. Scorching every tear. Xandr picks me up and cradles me like a newborn as he walks towards the woods my eyes are set on the mansion..burning down to the ground.
"Where are we going?" I ask wearily.
"To the elven town," Xandr replies. I acknowledge him by resting my eyes allowing him to take control.*
"Ms. Oktober... Ms. Oktober?" A distant voice calls.I open my eyes to see Xandr's staring down at me, softly stroking my arm with the back of his hand. I look at him in question. "We are at the castle young mistress," he answers dragging the corpse out of the buggy and unto his shoulders.
He took a few paces forward then looked back at me.
"Young mistress...are you ready?" he asks kindly. I nod and catch up to him and take lead.
As I look around the walks look the same as they did seven years ago when I began the work for her Majesty. Only now rather than the weak child of 13 I was, I am now the ruthless assassin of 20. The soldiers were helpless compared to me, a few gestures of my feet could knock them out cold. I laugh to myself at the imagination of beating them black and blue. Xandr looks at me chuckling. Once he told me that just hearing me laugh and smile warms the heart he wished he had. I wink and he replies with a blush then shyly turns away. We enter the Queen's throne room. It smells like wine and pastries.. as usual. I take a deep breath before entering then step my right foot on the marble and lift my left foot off the velvet red run. Her Majesty shoozes away away her servants and greets me with a friendly smile.
"Oktober Silverthorne," she gets up from her throne and out stretches her arms, " how are you darling child. I hope that tonight's activities haven;t tired you," she says squeezing me tight.
"No your Majesty," I reply with a curtsy. She raises my chin and softly smiles.
"How many times have I told you never curtsy to me? And call me Elizabeth rather than royal names?" she looks into my soul.
"Then why continue after I have told you more than once?" she asks patting my head. Instead of verbally answering I shrug my shoulders and sighs. She looks behind me to Xandr.
"Oh goody the body is here!" she squeals . Xandr steps forward and places the body at her feet and awaits her approval. Her eyes grow wide with pleasure.
"yes this is exactly what i need," she licks her teeth. I cleat my throat in order to get her attention.
"Your Ma-.. I mean Elizabeth, I think we should leave, just give me a ring when you have another task for me," I say walking away.
"Bye!" she calls and the guards close the door behind us. We walk down the hall back towards the entrance.
"Xandr.." I say quiety. He turns to me and replies,
"Yes young mistress?"
"May I sit up front with you on the way back to the mansion?" I ask shyly and slightly blushing.
"Of course young mistress," he says seductively. He climbs into the buggy and holds out his hand and I grab it as he pulls me up to his chest.. I sit and cross my legs. He grins and whips the horse.
The road down from the Queen's castle back to the main roads were bumpy. But with every bump Xand was sure to place his hand on my thigh took keep my form falling off. Once we reached the isolated streets I rested my head on Xandr's lap. Every once in awhile he would look down at me then he would blush and return his eyes to the roads. My eyes grew heavy as the pitter patter of the horse's feet hit the ground luring me to sleep. The drowsiness over comes my mind and I fall into a deep sleep.
*"Now Elf do you know what exactly is wrong with her?" Xandr asks the female elf who looks only to be seven walks over to a table piled with herbs and replies, "she just needs a spell to make everything go away." She picks up mint leaves and chai. "Now give this once a day from now on," she instructs putting the items in a brown sack and handing the sack to Xandr. *
I awake out of my trance and notice we are riding into the gateway to the mansion. The lanterns glow illuminating the drive. Finally we arrive at the entrance. Xandr gets out and helps me down.
"I shall fix your tea and you may retire for the night," Xandr says with a smooth tone. I nod and walk through the door he has opened for me. I lazily climb the stairs into my chambers. II lay on the bed and wait for my tea. Creak went the door as Xandr's slender body snuck in with the tray of silver tea kettle and cup. He places the leaves in the strainer and pours the steamy water into the cup and from there he hands it to me.
"Now drink young mistress," he says. I blow the rim of the cup and take a small sip, then another until the whole cup was empty. I hand the cup to Xandr then rests my head on my pillow.
"Good night Xandr," I say softly. Closing my heavy eyes.
"Good night young mistress," Xandr smiles blowing out the candles, it was quite and dark as his feet step towards the creaky door, a small squeak when it was shut. And once again like every night.. I am alone