You were invited to the ball. You were dancing among the many other men and women of the kingdom. You were tasked with assassinating King Louis, but it was obvious that it wouldn't be easy.

The king had his eye on you. He watched you from his throne, his head held eye as he watched every step you made. To the naked eye, he was intruiged with you. But little did they know, he was obsessed.

You two made eye contact as you turned around, continuing to dance with your partner. Louis smirked.