you are an assassin who’s mission it was to kill the prince at a masquerade ball, you stayed off the dance floor as your eyes scanned the area looking for him

a masked man walks up to you offering his hand “May i have this dance?” you accept his offer to try and get a better look at the guests, when suddenly while dancing you feel a blade on your back “Were you looking for me?” there was a smirk on his face as he spoke

he knew who you were and why you were there