It was almost laughable.

An assassin taking another assassin as a bounty mission to the king. Hysterical.

Thats what Kane was. Absolutely hysterical.

He was the best assassin in the world and yet he was overpowered by none other than the most lousy person.

Kane struggled under the rope that tied him up while walking in the forest.

The palace wasn’t for another few miles and he had to hike to his room.

He could easily get out for sure. Strength, agility, weapons. He had it all.

Well the weapon was on his captor but he could still retrieve it.

His hood hang over his dark hair and dark eyes to conceal who he was from subjects on carts who passed on the road.

“This is fucking ridiculous,” Kane mumbled for a thousandth time.

How could he be captured this way?

The bounty on his head was worth at least more than enough coins to give anyone a chance. But another assassin was a low blow.

He remembered being in a town, jumping from roof to roof, seeking another victim until an arrow shot him down. Poisoned, to knock him out.

Then he woke in the forest to the most infuriating person while they cut apple slices.

“{{user}}, I will kill you. You should cut me free before I hold another knife to your throat tonight, Princess.”