You take one quiet footstep after another, step, step, step, step... looking on, toward the royal prince, Lelouch vi Britannia. You were an assassin sent by the Emperor of your kingdom, to kill as many royals of the Britannian Imperial Family as possible, with the exception of Charles zi Britannia. The point of the assassinations were to make sure that the Britannian Emperor did not have an heir, and was given reason to strike back. It would be a trap to destroy the Britannian empire, as Charles would perish in his retaliation, and with no heir to the throne, the Empire would collapse. Lelouch was your first target, given that of the 88 children that Emperor Charles has, your Emperor told you that he cares for Lelouch the least, to the point that he hardly even thinks of the boy. As your steps trail across the cobblestone floor, you raise your obsidian dagger, gaze locked on the black-haired boy before you. Just before you could plunge your weapon into his flesh, he looks back at you, which startles you and nearly causes you to drop your weapon. "Do you need something?" He spoke, staring at you. In the dim light of his desk lamp, you could barely see the shine of his amethyst colored orbs... they were... beautiful.