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Amy was thrown into the first lively room she had seen since she was in this assassin place, she looked around, then at the man standing behnd the desk, his back facing her "sit" he said, she could hardly walk because of the wounds and the numerous blood she had lost. The man turned around "i will make you a deal, you tell me where that amulet is, and i in return will take you as my wife, and give you more power than you could possibly imagine" he said, smiling at her wickedly. Amy chuckled "what makes you think, i would even consider marrying an intolerent monstrous fool like you?" she asked looking up at him, blood running down her cheek. Though on the inside she was scared to death, she hated letting people know, so she decided to take the brave character out. The man laughed "well, if you dont, i will kill your little friend, eventually get to your sisters, your horse will also be mine, and i will force you to do it, so you see, if you agree, you will spare alot of people alot of suffering, you wouldnt want your people to know that because of them their families were torn apart and their queen was killed......right after their king"

As he said this Amy's face lit upsurprised "wait a minute, how could you know that my father is....." but she stopped, looking at the desk thinkatively. "yes, now you finally got it" the man said, Amy looked at him angrily "killing someones father doenst make them love you, it only creates hate, and disgust" she said getting up, but the man slapped her right back down, though not into the chair where she sat, but onto the ground

Amy lay on the floor, she looked up sideways "you b*****d..." she said, wiping blood off her bottom lip. The man lost his patience, he grabbed her by her neck and pushed her against the wall, choking her "you will tell me where the amulet is, and you will accept my offer" he shouted at her, her head was turning red "screw you" she managed to squeeze out. But this only made him choke her more, she was struggeling to touch the ground, he had lifted her off, her head began to feel heavy, she hit his hands, trying to break free, in the last second before she thought she was going to die, he let her fall onto the floor coughing and gapping for air, she dragged herself across the floor to get to the door, but before she reached it he had stepped infront of it, picking her up and carrying her over to the chair. "accept or i will kill your friend right now infront of you eyes, and trust me it wont be pleasant" he said, she didnt react, she was still out of breathe.

The man nodded at the assassin who had just come in, bringing clive with him, and tying him down onto another chair, the man walked towards him, getting out a cigar cutter, and holding it over one of Clives fingures, Amy's eyes lit up with terror "dont do that" she shouted, the man smiled "then accept" the man said, Amy frowned, but didnt answer, the man didnt hesitate, he cut off Clives little fingure "NO!" Amy screamed, hearing clive shout in pain. "stop, you're hurting him" she said, the man laughed "accept" he repeated, moving the cigar cutter to another fingure.

Amy looked at him he will cut off all of his fingures, this man knows no fear, what shall i do? Amy looked at the ground, but the man had already cut off the tip of his ring fingure, and moved the cutter to the middle fingure "NO, Stop, i accept, i accept, just please stop....stop" she said, falling to the floor, finally letting a single tear run down her cheek. The man smiled, "finally you've come to your senses" he said, throwing Clive into the arms of an assassin "get him cleaned up," he said shutting the door and walking over to Amy

He stood ontop of her, seeing her look at the ground, he bent down and picked up her chin, forcing her to look at him "now now, why the sad face, we have something to celebrate" he said with a smile, Amy loosened her head from his grip and looked away. He chuckled "you will be forced to do as i say" he said, she looked away in disgust. "now, lets get you something different to wear, since this....boyish clothes is all bloody" he said, picking her up and dragging her to his room

The man pushed her into his room, she grunted because her wounds cause her alot of pain, Then he grabbed her by her hair again, and forced her to sit down. Leaning over close to her he whispered "if you try anything stupid, or any of your guards, fellows...whatso ever, i will kill everything that is prescious to you" he said, she opened her eyes wider, then turned angry "how do you suppose i do that when im trapped in this s**t hole?" she asked, looking straight at him. He started laughing and got up turning around, then gathered speed, and slapped her flat across her face, making her fly right out of the seat again "this s**t hole will be your new home, get used to it" he said, she once again wipped away the blood, and crippled herself up, standing infront of him "if i ever feel at home here, then i am either paralyzed or gone mental" she said with disgust, moving away from him. He just laughed and walked over to the closet, pulling out a long elegant purple dress "here, wear this" he said handing it to her "i dont wear dresses" she said, turning it down. He walked up to her and pushed the dress in her hand "if you want your friend to live you'll have to make a change in your style" he said.

Amy grabbed the dress angrily, and looked around, "where is the bathroom?" she asked. The man sighed a laugh "you can change right here" he said. She looked at him blinking fasdt "you cant be serious...you are serious, are you really that perverted?" she asked, wishing she hadnt, seeing anger strike his face "dont test my patience" he said, looking at her with his cold black eyes. "put it on". Amy looked around nervously, then started taking off the half torn and bloody shirt, and her baggy pants, having her back turned to him. A smile wipped his face. She quickly put on the dress, not being able to zip it because of her wound that were still bleeding badly, and hurting like hell. He walked up to her, grabbing the zip and forcing it closed over the bleeding wounds. She felt strangled, one of the reasons why she didnt wear dresses, the blood soon leaked through the cloth of the dress, but he didnt care, and she couldnt change it. "perfect" he said with an evil smile

Amy turned to him "well dont get used to it" she said with a fake smile, but he had thrown a dagger a few inches from her head into the wall, "i will get used to what i like, it is your job to get used to wearing dresses" he said, Amy withdrew the dagger, anf flung it right back at him, though not aiming past him, but straight for his temple. He caught the dagger with one hand, blood running down it "not a nice way to treat soemone you will wed, now is it?" he asked, Amy opened her eyes widely 'obviously i still need to do more training' . As the door opened bringing in a tablet with a tiara on it. She frowned at the thing "what the hell is that?" she asked confused, the man laughed "you're supposed to be royal?" he asked, taking the tiara and resting it on her head "to make you look more elegant" she gave him a mad look 'i wont say anymore, or ill just end up getting hit again' she thought, turning away from him

Amy walked over to the window, looking out, she had been gone for more than 24 hours, she knew because of the height of the moon, when all of a sudden a hand grabbed her shoulder, turning her around, and putting heavy handcuffs on her, the man smiled at her "i gotta go, i will be back, my two men will guard you, dont try anything stupid" he said, as he left. As soon as the door was closed, Amy looked at the guards, she fakely smiled at them, turning away to try to get her hands out of the cuffs, but one had noticed "would you please recline from doing that miss?" he said, Amy turned around "my name isnt miss you b*****d" she said, not knowing why she did, these people wouldnt be different than the other man, they would beat her to the ground if they had to, and already the guard was walking up to her. "dont be a fool" he said, she saw her chance, grabbing his sword from his side, she held it to his throat "get back...." she said, looking at the other guard, but he was gone, Amy looked around nervously, and the guard whose sword amy had, grabbed the blade of the sword, and flung it by side, The other one came with the sword to her throat "dont do anything stupid" he said

Amy raised her hands to her neck, making the blade rest upon them, she pushed against the blade with her arms, making it cut them deeply, but she didnt care, she was fed up of being beat up and slashed and wipped and forced to do things, it had been how it was her whole life, imprisoned, she didnt like it. She grabbed the sword, sticking it right into the assassins chest behind her, he fell to the floor, but the second one was coming towards her already. The dying one grabbed he sword and plunged it through her shoulder. And the second one grabbed her by her hair and smacked her head against the wall, she was dizzy after this, and she couldnt see clearly, The assassin threw her on the floor "that was very stupid" he said standing over her

Hearing the warning she ducked down, watching the man fall with the sword through him. Her eyes gave a slight wide look to them as she glanced back to them, "If only it were that easy. I am not one for sword play my good prince." She stood with the branch in her hand once more as she watched the two men slowly get up. "It's not mercy that keeps them alive you know...though they could prove to..." her words were cut off as one of the men dashed forward, aiming to plunge his sword into her. Quickly she stepped back and thrusted the branch before her, two hands holding it steady to block the steal from her flesh yet sacrificing itself in the end.