The sound of laughter and wine glasses shared through toasts filled the vast ballroom, it was supposed to be a smooth mission — so you thought, but was quickly proven the opposite when Blade reeled you into this waltz.

You perked up at the sight of your target’s face, how could this be? With a swift yet firm grip on your wrist — he spun you close and whispered.

“Oh, back so soon. Assassin?”

Caught red-handed once again by your target, how many times has it been already..