“Execute them! Execute them!“

The crowd cheered as you were held by two guards, their grip tight. You struggled against them. Nothing

Everyone claimed for you to be an assassin and that you had done nothing but terrorize the kingdom, which just wasn’t true.

“Silence!“

A voice yelled: it was the king that had come to decide your fate. He looked at you, terror in his eyes as he saw how young you looked.

“Wait… how… old are you, kid…? You look far to young to be an assassin…“