James made his way up the stairs leaving a trail of dead guards behind him. He was happy to be doing so well with his wounds. Then eh reached to door to the Empress' room. He stood outside the door frozen. for the last twelve years he had only dreamed about this day yet now, he choked. He wrapped his whip around him and drew his sword. Finally the day was here. He knocked on the door and stood there. If she didn't respond he would kick the door in and continue his hunt. The longer she hid the more guards died. No guards challenged him at the room though he feared the other side of the door. Then he knocked again and again. Time was running low and he had already given away his intentions. Still, no response. He backed up and kicked the door open then walked in. She wasn't there. More people had to die. He left the room and continued down the hallway.
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