"Ding,Ding,Ding", the city clock stroke the sleeping hour : 12:30 am ( the queen had set the whole kingdom on a city clock which stroke with time letting the citizens do what is assigned to them.)
The follower; she was dressed in a red clock looking as mysterious as a sphinx. She had innocent eyes but her dressing and body structures signified her unknown desire towards something.
She gradually entered the fort with the lightest vibration of her presence. She did not want the bird of her presence to fly to her target and murmur in his ears about her existence.
She was having a mysterious outlook. One can instantly fall for her. Her eyes wanted to portray a lot of feelings about her past self. She made sure about not revealing her face. Though covered by the cloak, her body was lined up with metal weapons. Those weapons served as an ornament to her feminism.
She jumped up the high walls of the fort eventually reaching the room in which her target lied preferably half-conscious. As she entered the room, the darkness hugged her from behind. She could possibly see the outline of the room's skeleton. She, like a fearless warrior stepped forth.
"Ahhhh!"
Someone pulled her behind the cupboard, the grip of the strong yet warm palm felt magical to her.
"Who are you? " asked Prince Chris.
"My name is Chloe. please don't kill me. I am here to be your..." stopped Chloe as the dim moonlight highlighted the eyes of the prince. Those eyes were magical, they were having a moving effect on Chloe, she became spell bound.
"Hmmmm" the prince shoved down his throat.
Chloe thought to herself : Wow, such a deep voice he bears.
Chloe's heart melted for the prince through every passing second.
"What!?", shouted prince Chris. "You came here to be my murderer?" said prince with a wicked fold on his half covered face.
"No" shouted Chloe.
"Mister, you might not know my background and if you come to know it then your success of the mission will be more delightful. Can we please have a seat and chat on this topic?" Chloe pleaded innocently..