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Or so he thought.
My lips twitched at the notion.
He was searching for a king to kill.
He should have been searching for a queen.
He needed to start reading between the lines.
S.L.U.R
Se levantará una reina.
A queen will rise.
A bullet whizzed past my face then, shattering the pane of glass and sprinkling shards all over my nightdress. I knew exactly who sent that bullet my way and excitement bubbled inside of me.
He was out there somewhere in the darkness, moving like a ghost, like a warrior, and it thrilled me.
My warrior.
My soldier.
Mi rey.
That single bullet was a message from my king.
It's time.
Dropping to my hands and knees, I crawled across the floor, moving over shattered glass and splinters of wood, not stopping until my hand was curled around the door handle.
Hand steady as a rock, I waited until I heard the signal of three more shots in quick succession and then I turned the handle.
It clicked and opened.
Bingo.
I grinned before silently pulling it open and creeping into the darkness.
Climbing to my feet, I moved on both instinct and memory, ghosting through the hallways like my body wasn't a physical being, and in this moment, it wasn't.
Drunk off power and laden down with more hope than I'd felt in years, I followed protocol, with only one objective in mind; complete my mission and please my king.
Light on my feet and without the threat of security cameras tracking my movements, I headed straight for the lair.
Keeping my back to the door, I reached into the waistband of my panties and extracted my faithful dagger.
The odds of running into a Crellid guard when their king was outside and needed their protection was slim, but I remained cautious, with my killer instinct soaring high.
Counting down from ten, I waited for the familiar three-shot signal before I tested the door.
Fucking Patrice and his dumb ass signals.
Stupid Fabio and his so-called impenetrable alarm system.
When the shots came, I wasted no time in turning the knob and slipped inside the room where I'd witnessed more bloodshed than was currently coating the ground outside.
Like I predicted, there was no guard to handle, but there was a whore to contend with.
