"It's time." Tiffaney had been waiting all morning, her and her defense lawyer were waiting to transfer to the courthouse. Nodding, she stood and walked out of the cell, following behind the guardsmen. Forming a wall of sharp pointy objects, there wasn't much to worry about, since the nervous defense lawyer was carrying the magical retaliation system.
It seemed who ever truly wanted her dead had decided to wait for a better opportunity. Magic users that specialized in assassination were incredibly rare because they tended to kill each other to not be killed later. Fear of a traceless, nontrackable killer didn't help their survival rates as almost every major government and royal power made them as scarce as possible. There were other considerations as mage families with that kind of magic and talent were locked up serving individual stewards rather than being for heir.
