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Chapter 5

Milly had seen Lizzy going to her father's secret chamber. But she knew

about that room. She knew her father, the king, used it when he had secret meetings, secret agendas on his mind which didn’t necessarily concern the well-being of the kingdom but rather his own. So she followed Lizzy and eavesdropped on the conversation. Milly knew the two counsellors his father trusted were only trying to take his place and that nobody even cared about

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her right to the throne as she was a girl. But she was first born. So what if she was a girl? She had every right to rule the kingdom. She hated her own brother because she knew in case their father died, John, her brother, would be anointed king and not her. This was so unfair. She couldn’t just stand by while her younger brother would be made king and not her. Or even worse, one of the two old buffoons who called themselves counsellors. They couldn’t even counsel a sinking duck and ducks don’t sink so hell no! But she would have to be smart about it if she wanted to grab the throne for herself. If Lizzy managed to bring water from the fountain of youth, then her father would go on being king. That would be better than have John on the throne. Or even worse, Xander or Mario. That would be unacceptable. She had to do something about those two. They had poured venom in her father's ears for too long.

But the more she thought about it, the more she wanted the throne for

herself. No, her father's time as king had passed. Now it was her time to shine. She would get rid of everyone who dared to stand in her way. Even her father and brother. Firstly she would get rid of Xander and Mario and then her father was next. She couldn’t get rid of her father first because then the two counsellors would take his place. So the wisest thing to do was to hire an assassin to kill the two and then she'd see how and when she would get rid of her father too and grab the reign of the kingdom. And she knew just the man for the job. As a matter of fact, he was rotting in one of her father's cells for some unauthorized assassination. He had killed some member of his father's war council for some private reason. So her father, king Harold, had him imprisoned as a punishment until he saw it fit to release him or he needed his services again.

Milly put on a cloak and descended the steps of the dungeons till she got to

the lowest level where her father had imprisoned the most dangerous scums of society. All the guards knew her so she had no trouble in getting there. The more she descended, the darker it got and the more unbreathable the air became. But she had to release and hire Roman. He was the most skilled assassin in all the kingdom of Karaland, her father's kingdom….for now.

There, in the semidarkness, she lit her way with a torch she took from one of

the guards until she found Roman's cell. She lit his cell with the torch to try and distinguish his features. He was skinny but not feeble. Quite the contrary: he was all muscles and fiber. He looked dangerous all in all. Like someone you wouldn’t want to mess with. It was as if he had danger written all over his face. She thought about what she was going to ask him one more time and then she

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eventually addressed him in an authoritative voice:- Hi Roman, she began, you don’t know me but I know who you are…and what you are.

- Oh, she heard his voice, is that so? And who am I, princess Milly? She blushed at hearing him and realizing that he knew who she was. It didn’t matter though. She would still have things her way or no way.- Yeah, she answered acknowledging that she was indeed the one and only Milly. You are a paid assassin. My father's paid assassin that is. Well, I have a job for you.

- Hmm, that is so funny, he said teasing her.

- Why is it funny? Don’t test my patience, Milly said clearly annoyed by his audacity and by the fact that she couldn’t do anything about it as she was the one who needed his services and not the other way around.- Because, Roman answered emphasizing every word, you are not your father. You are not queen, not as long as he is king anyway and not while your brother John is still alive. So what do you want? It must be something...tricky. Who needs to die? He then asked her bluntly waiting for her response. And what’s in it for me?

- How dare you? She almost yelled at him but then she feared one of the guards on duty might hear her and accuse her of treason so she instantly lowered her voice. Yes, you are right, she admitted. Two certain counsellors have to go…if you know what I mean.

- Of course, he started laughing at her. Go under! Die! I am an assassin, not a nurse so of course I know what you mean. But I ask you one last time, what’s in it for me?

- Well, your freedom for starters. What do you say?- Freedom without money is useless. You will have to pay me. Or we have no deal and I can sit here a little longer until your father needs me and then I will be free and ….well, with money in my pockets, too.- Ok, Milly agreed. I will get you money and freedom. Just see that you do your part and keep me out of trouble while you do it. Ok?- Yes Miss, we have a deal.

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