"Do you honestly believe that Father has ever loved me? He's always favored you over me," Aurora replied, her voice tinged with bitterness and hurt.
"I honed my skills to become the best Assassin in the entire Kingdom, hoping he would finally acknowledge me. But why? Why did I do all that? Just so Father could recognize me?" Aurora's voice held a mix of frustration and desperation.
"Sister, this is not true. Father loves both of us equally, but you never recognized his love," Victoria countered with a touch of sadness in her voice.
"He always believed in you. Every time you trained in the depths of darkness, he secretly watched over you, ensuring that you were doing well," Victoria added, her tone filled with a mix of compassion and truth.
"Huh, This is just your perception, colored by the fact that you've achieved what you desired," Aurora retorted, a hint of frustration evident in her voice.
"I've found peace here in this dark, gloomy place. The moonlight casts its haunting shadows, and I wait for my charming prince. Perhaps one day, he'll walk through these shadows under the moonlight," Aurora said with a melancholic tone, her words carrying a mixture of resignation and longing.
"Enough of this talk. I know you didn't come here just to remind me of Father's love. Let's cut to the chase. Tell me your true intentions for coming here. I can see it in your face," Aurora declared, her tone firm and her gaze steady as she stared at her sister.
"I need you to infiltrate the Mansion and assassinate Sebastian," Victoria stated, her voice carrying a chilling determination as she revealed her dark request.
"Ha ha, this will be a simple task, sister. You know me - no one has ever lived to tell my tale. But what will I get in return?" Aurora responded with a sly smile, her confidence evident in her words.
"Whatever you desire, my sister," Victoria replied, her voice tinged with a mixture of determination and desperation.
"I will keep this reward in mind for now. I'll save it for the future. You can leave now; I'll take care of Sebastian," Aurora said with a sly smile, her eyes glinting with an unsettling mix of determination and anticipation.
Victoria draped a cloak over herself, sliding into the shadows like a wraith. She pulled a dark hoodie over her head, concealing her features further. With a practiced hand, she turned the knob of the gate and slipped out, leaving the contract for her sister to fulfill. As she reached her waiting horse cart, she instructed the driver to take her back to the Duke's Mansion. The moonlight cast an eerie glow over her, matching the hidden intentions that played out under the cover of night.
Aurora is the top-ranked Assassin in the entire Kingdom, renowned as the Death Queen. Her skills are unmatched, and no one she targets survives to share their story. The name "Death Queen" strikes fear into the hearts of those who hear it, a testament to her exceptional abilities in the world of assassination. Her true identity is known only to her father and sister, adding an air of mystery to her deadly reputation.
"My dear sister, perhaps there's an unbreakable bond in our blood that compels us to aid even those we may harbor resentment towards," She mused, her gaze fixed upon the moon. As she raised her hand, her finger created a delicate dance of shadow on her face, the moonlight lending an ethereal glow to her eyes.
"This favor I'm granting you won't come without a substantial cost, my dear sister," She said with a wry grin, a knowing smile playing on her lips. It was clear she anticipated a significant request in return.
Standing on the rooftop, bathed in the moon's ethereal light, Aurora prepared herself for the deadly dance she was about to perform. The shadows around her seemed to whisper of impending doom, and she knew that this night would mark the end of Sebastian's life, orchestrated by her hands, the Death Queen's final act.
Merging seamlessly with the shadows, Aurora displayed her mastery over the art of assassination. Becoming one with the night, she moved silently from rooftop to rooftop, her presence masked by darkness. Eventually, she reached the window of Sebastian's room. Inside, Sebastian lay on his bed, cocooned by blankets, oblivious to the danger lurking just outside his window.
As Aurora's fingers closed around the hilt of her dagger, she swiftly brought it down with lethal intent, aiming for Sebastian's heart. However, upon impact, a peculiar sensation washed over her. Something didn't feel right; there was an odd lack of resistance, as if her blade had met no solid obstacle. Her suspicions were raised – had she missed her target?
As Aurora pulled back the blanket in shock, her eyes widened in disbelief. Before her was not Sebastian, but a carefully crafted dummy, cunningly placed in the bed to deceive her. Before she could fully process this turn of events, the sound of a heavy gate slamming shut reverberated through the room. Aurora's heart raced as she turned to face the entrance, only to find Duke Everhart himself stepping in, his sword gleaming in the dim light.
"Who are you? I could not care less, You fools, what do you take me for? I am Duke Everhart, a name that strikes fear into the hearts of many. And yet, you dare to stand here before me, threatening my son's life? " Duke Everhart's voice boomed with a mix of arrogance and anger. His eyes bore into Aurora, his imposing figure dominating the room.
Aurora was steady, despite the surprise and tension in the air. As she had suspected, Duke was intent on taking her life. She couldn't afford to let her guard down.
Recognizing Duke, Aurora's heart raced, and she swiftly attempted to flee through the window. But before she could make her escape, Duke's sword ignited with a fiery aura, and with a lightning-fast strike, it connected with Aurora's hand, causing her to cry out in pain.
Managing to just barely avoid the full brunt of the attack, Aurora darted outside, disappearing into the shadowy night. Her silhouette melded seamlessly with the darkness, rendering her nearly invisible to Duke's searching gaze. As she fled, a small droplet of blood marked the window as a grim reminder of her presence and the danger she posed.
The sound of a fierce clash echoed through the mansion, alerting everyone inside. Victoria was the first to respond, hastily making her way to Sebastian's room. A sense of excitement surged within her, as she believed her sister had successfully carried out the assassination. A smile formed on her face that she couldn't conceal. However, upon reaching the room, her eyes widened, and anger welled up within her.