My current situation is a bit questionable.
Fine, highly questionable.
I wonder what else I was expecting?
These people have long expressed a desire to get rid of their little project.
What am I talking about? Well, It's quite simple. I'm currently staying in the room of a сrown princess from another country, and if I'm not mistaken about anything, then I've been sent to kill her.
Not going to happen.
Oh, the reason includes a lot of things, but for the main one it's that I'm, despite what some might think, value my life very much, and yes, mostly to spite them.
Anyway, after tonight, both sides would want to see me dead no matter what I do, the only thing that could change it's how much they want it.
I should have known when, two years later, I was only given a time and place.
I should have known when this place turned out to be a room in the royal family's castle.
In my defence I never thought they were so crazy to do something like that. And on top of that, even with some help, who would have thought that getting into a room whose purpose is to protect the future queen would be so easy?
I'll have plenty of time to ponder for the thousandth time about all the things that have brought me to this point when I get out of here.
If you think about it a little bit, it is quite possible that there are several quite acceptable ways to get out of this situation.
But in the current circumstances, it would be better to go with what will buy me the most time.
I just need to fake my death and go off to the middle of nowhere.
There two things to do before I can accomplish that is get out of this room and get rid of the people who helped organize everything on this side.
Quite simple.
My expectations for one side is to think that information has leaked out and everything has been prevented from happening. And for the side that should be affected by all of this, well, I just hope that they will remain in the dark about it all and would be happy to stay that way, or at least too busy with other things to pay attention to me.
First things first, I need to leave this castle.
The window and door are protected by an absurd amount of glyphs just for such situations if someone who has already gotten in wants to get out, very clever.
I think it's best to leave checking out what happens to me if I touch them until the last resort, although there's a little curiosity about whether I could get around them or not, something tells me I'm in for a disappointment on that front.
For now better focus on plan A.
It's an old family castle for royalty.
And in every ancient castle there has to be at least one secret passage from every room, that's the law, and in my experience people don't really bother to hide it.
All that's left is to find it and hope that its security has been neglected to the same extent as this room.
Despite who owns this room there is little in the way of furniture, a bed with a nightstand and emptiness.
No family paintings or, for that matter, any personal items of any kind.
Pretty minimalistic.
From the lighting, some bra in the wall opposite the door and a lamp on the nightstand next to the bed.
I think checking all the stones on the wall will be my second priority.
Anyway, I have to do something, and it's best to start checking each bra from the closest one and move on to the others.
I didn't have to put any effort to turn it.
Unfortunately, despite all the logical sense, nothing has changed beyond that.
Maybe there's something else?
Running my hand over the smooth stone of the wall.
Correction.
Watching my hand go through the wall.
It dawned on me that it was a pretty well done illusion.
Passing through the illusory wall and beginning to descend down the stairs that were discovered there.
I had only one thought in my head, where the stairs could have come from, if I remembered seeing another room behind this wall from the outside.
Fine I had another thought, but I didn't want to dwell on it.
But okay, I understand that secret passages that open when you turn the first thing in a room are extremely realistic, maybe for a film.
And there is still infiltration in possibly the most secure place in the country. I certainly have a high opinion of my skills but still, this place was designed to withstand far greater threats than I currently represent. And a little outside help shouldn't be enough to accomplish something like this.
But perhaps I should return to the immediate problem, the stairs, which after all this time show no sign of ending. With no sign of light, and how can anyone except me walk down here without falling over?
Well, they must have taken one of those luminous crystal shards built into the bra on the wall before entering.
This mystery was not enough to distract my mind for long from all the horrors that awaited me at the bottom of that endless staircase.
It's hard to tell if I've made any progress, no matter how many times I turn around, I can't see the entrance for quite a while now. And no matter what I do it's not making a single sound in this place, just like no matter how many times you look, the view always remains the same.
Being completely cut off from access to aether, for a place that was surprisingly easy to get into this part of the security deserves all the praise, in endless maw start to exhaust.
Aether, it's back.
I should get out of here first.
Passing through the shadows and finding myself in the shadow of a random building.
Not a second goes by before I have to go back into the embrace of shadows.
That's why I don't like big cities, even at night, someone is always going somewhere.
In a capital with a population of several million people, things are much worse. And with the way I look now, with a black cloak hiding my face, that is not far from someone calling the guards. With what was to happen tonight, it paints a sad ending for me.
Now that I'm more certain that no one is around, I might as well think about where I am now.
I'm inside the city, I get that, but where exactly?
And how did I even end up here, going down all the time?
With how much I spent on moving, I shouldn't have crossed more than twenty meters.
It doesn't look like I'm going to get an answer to that question anytime soon. So it's worth going back to the second part of the simple plan I had in my head.