Chapter 88 - Freya

Night soon arrived and the corrupted bustling of the kingdom reduced drastically, only thieves and guards being anywhere on the now dangerous streets, since at times like this did the murders happen.

Freya herself sat patiently in a quiet alley for that period of the day to arrive, and when she saw the time fit for her next actions, she didn't hesitate to move.

Glancing a few hundred meters down the quiet street, Freya caught sight of her partner, who also waited, but in an inn instead.

Signifying to him her desire to move, Freya nodded when he responded with key gestures only those in service of the royal army could know.

Focusing her gaze on the wall a bit far away, Freya could see that the patrollers had increased far more than expected, which was something that caught her attention greatly.

Hopping on top of a building with a slight tap on the ground, Freya ignored the cracked ground and proceeded to move multiple buildings close to the wall while ensuring that her actions weren't noticed.

'Why are they so many?' Freya questioned herself, after counting over 30 men on the wall and patrolling the length of the wall.

'There must be something atrocious going on in there,' She concluded, 'But how do I enter without making myself known,' she wondered while browsing through the many things she had been taught.

Sighting a lone guard patrolling the east side of the wall, she immediately knew what to do.

Her eyes glowed a blue light when she suddenly vanished, no sounds being made by that Incredibly rapid movement.

Her figure suddenly flashed behind this lone guard, and she didn't hesitate to snap his neck with a slight gesture.

Grabbing the man's body to not allow it to make any noise, since there were two guard's a few hundred meters ahead, Freya took the guard's attire, before placing her mask on the man's face, which is then morphed to the man's facial features.

Freya moved around the palace being careful not to attract any more attention. She had a goal to achieve and she needed to get it done as soon as possible. 

She sauntered into the palace. Freya looked around, her eyes could see through the walls, she searched for the target she was hired to kill. 

Her eyes locked on Jason by the royal pool. The man was alone seated with his legs in the water. He had a lot of thoughts crisscross his mind as he tried to figure out what he was to do about the crown prince/Davy. 

The male was angry with him, it was cute at first but with the distance, Davy placed between them it wasn't fun anymore. Davy blamed him for not being able to leave the novel and had resorted to keeping away from him.

He was left alone with his thoughts with nothing better to do. Unknown to him was the danger that was looming over his life. 

Freya stealthily made her way into the pool house without being seen. Her movements were calculated and the estimated time was met. She had a few more minutes to complete her mission and leave. 

She approached Jason from the back. Her hand on her back reached out for the golden knife in her pocket. She maneuvered the knife in her hand as she got closer and closer to the boy. 

Jason lowered his head, he was really stressed. He had no clue about how he could convince the crown prince that being stuck with her in the book didn't have to be that bad. 

Freya stood right behind him. She squatted to the ground and held the knife to Jason's neck. She went to hurt him, her hand froze. 

The hand couldn't move. The target was right there, everything was in order yet she couldn't move her hand. Her hand glowed, the snake around her hand moved around and about. 

'Shit,' she cursed. 

She stood up pushing her plans to kill Jason back. Freya marched out of the room to go and find the person that was making her soul get out of control. 

Her feet guided her. Walking through the corridors invisible to avoid getting caught, the further ahead she walked the stronger the reaction she received from her snake. 

Her heart skittered. There were only two reasons that her snake would react the way that it did. One, her soulmate was around, and second, a treasure of the olden ages lurked around her. 

She strolled about and came to the fountain. She hid behind one of the pillars and glanced about the area, her eyes scouting for the person that was affecting her. 

She noticed two silhouettes by the fountain. One male and the other female, her eyes could tell that the female was old, her aura was that of a legend that she had heard of. 

The legend of the mirror prince. A legend that she had been trained to serve with great efficiency since her childhood yet, she had thought that it was simply a myth. 

But that wasn't all, the man beside him, made her snake slither with happiness and excitement. 

She had found her duty and her soulmate on the same night and at the same place. In the presence of the man, no matter how far he was, as long as she could sense him. Freya was incapable of harming a single soul. 

Her blood wouldn't allow her to hurt a person when he was around. It was how she was formed and there was nothing that she could do about it. 

'Crap,' she cursed. 

She had been tasked to kill prince Nedryn before midnight. But now a problem had occurred, all she could be waiting for the man to walk away and hopefully leave the palace before she attempts to kill Jason again. 

The people that hired her weren't very nice. They were powerful and held rank in the palace, she didn't fear with them but they were clients and that meant that she couldn't let them down. 

"What do you think?" Amaru asked the crown prince. 

The crown prince was occupied with thoughts of Jason. But his mind was clear, he could feel the sharp beautiful eyes that were watching them. He knew that it was a woman and from experience, he could tell that she was very attractive. 

To be capable of spying on them, he found that she was brave indeed. He had just returned to the palace from his home. He found the palace to be worse than when he left it. 

Yet, the presence of the girl lifted his mood. "I don't know, in some ways you are right I suppose," the crown prince replied him. 

"Then why not sleep on it. We can continue this in the morning, I am also tired from the trip," he said making excuses. 

He was anything but tired and could go on for the whole night. But he did not wish to keep a beautiful woman waiting. The crown prince's problems on the other hand could wait until the sun rises. 

"Good night my friend," Davy let out with a smile. Amaru reminded him of Zillon. The friend who stuck with him through it all, never complaining about anything that he ranted on about, he just listened. 

"Night your grace," Amaru teased and bowed his head. Davy shook his head and made his way to leave the grounds and return to his room to get some rest. 

Freya felt her heart beating loudly when Davy walked close to her. Her hand holding the knife shook with desire to rise and fall for the crown prince. 

Amaru caught her hand before she dropped the knife and announced her presence to Davy. His cold fingers caused the girl to shudder and lean further to the pillar. 

Amaru glanced at his eyes, it was so nice to see a new face in the palace. One of the rare ladies that were granted the true power. Seeing Freya's glowing blue eyes, his blood heated up in his veins. 

Freya looked at him, the light of the moonlight bringing Amaru's features to light. She couldn't deny that he was good looking. More dashing than the men that she had the honor of meeting. 

Meeting his gaze drew her in, he had her full attention. Smart smirked. He could already imagine Winrus's angry face when he learns that a new lady had caught his interest. 

"Don't you know that spying on people is bad?" Amaru questioned to her. The dagger that Freya held in her hand started losing its color, it turned silver, it's the original color. 

Freya's jaw dropped. The man was undoing her magic and getting her submission without even so much as a command. Just his presence around her was making her weak. 

It lit a flame in her chest. A flame that burnt for the man that she had just met.. Amaru looked into her eyes and all that he could see was the flames in her eyes.