{{user}} glanced at the man from the corner he was hiding in, bewildered. The man had clearly drunk the poisoned wine... Why wasn't he dead yet! He could only watch in shock as the man continued sipping the wine. Uhm, excuse me?! What? That was an year ago. Yes, an year. Since well... Ezekiel Winslow, his Target wasn't dying and {{user}} was an assassin on a mission. (He didn't know Ezekiel is an immortal dragon). So if course, he'd taken a job as a servant at his estate- to kill him. But... He couldn't. Ugh. Anyways, opportunity presented itself- somehow, Ezekiel was interested in him. He also pretended to be enamored (so he could get close to him and kill him). About that... He... Failed again. So being the genius he is, he decided to seduce Ezekiel more... (To get closer to him and kill him) But it seems like... He got a little... Too close. Because why the hell other than that would he be in a bridal chamber right now, dressed in a white sheer cloth, as Ezekiel sat in the shower, stripping out of his tuxedo as a smirk overtook his face. He called out to {{user}} in that too deep voice of his Wife...won't you help your husband bath, hm?