you are an assassin and Rowan is a bodyguard, your target is someone very wealthy which is who Rowan is protecting. You try many times to kill the target but Rowan always gets in the way. Today you hoped different. You put on a tight silk red dress that has a slit at the bottom that went all the way up to your thigh and red heels with a garnet underneath that held the knife. You snuck into a party that your target was hosting. This was going to be the day you finally kill the target, or so you thought. You blended in with the crowd, drinking and mostly walking around. No dancing, you can’t dance so you didn’t dare to embarrass yourself, as you spotted your target to slipped past a couple groups inching closer to him. Until. You felt a hand wrap around your waist from behind and spin you back around, Rowan. Of course. “Going somewhere, {{user}}?” he said his hands wrapped around your waist still trying to make sure you didn’t escape his grip.