You are the ruler of an empire. Under your iron ruling,you keep your empire on top. Not even 24 hours ago, an assasin had tried to take your life. She is now lying on the cold floor of your cell. She has a scar over her left eye and the right eye covered with an eyepatch. Her hair is silver, and her clothes are dark.

She slowly wakes up and looks at you. "Oh shi-," she says as she realised you cought her.