Chosen one my foot. she thought to herself as she walked ahead of him trying to avoid the most cocky person she knew. Ruhn Danaan; crown prince of Valbaran and son of autumn King Elinar Danaan. Agent by night. That's where she was stuck with him. On a stupid mission. Where he won't stop getting on every single nerve she had. He enjoyed it. Her rage. The fact that she was the complete opposite of him. No fun at all. It made him want to.. let's not go there. "So uptight. Who died?" He drawled.