"My lord, a messenger from the assassin guild, is requesting a meeting."
"Which assassin guild? God knows how many exist in this city." I questioned, picking my eyes off the parchments. I allowed them to rest on Mika.
"Nexus, Sir," Mika whispered with an unflinching stare. " A Mr. Skysword is waiting for you."
"Nexus?" The Head Guild when it came to killing and the organization the council members go to for most killings. "What the hell do they want with me?"
Mika shook her head. " No idea. Shall we find out?"
"Send him in. I could use a break. I hate paperwork."
Mika bowed with a smile over her striking features, withdrawing from sight without another word. So was her temperament. And why she was so valuable. Most of these idiots, I find, like to talk. Great killers they are, but they don't seem to understand the concept of keeping their damn mouths shut.
