Chapter 120: Familiar Green Eyes
I paced back and forth in my room, worry gnawing at me as I stared at the window. It was already dark outside, the perfect time for assassins to move around without being unnoticed. The perfect time to commit a dark crime. I clenched my hands as I stared towards the house where I knew Celeste was, if I were to be going through my father’s wishes, this was going to be the perfect time for me to slip into her room and kill her as he had requested of me.
But since I already concluded I wasn’t doing that, I had no doubt that the assassins he sends will already be on their way. I was so nervous right now, I couldn’t think straight and it doesn’t matter how much chamomile tea Heather served me, I still couldn’t calm down.
"You know you really need to calm down." Heather said from where she was busy knitting on a rocking chair, "I already asked Eddie to station some guards around the house, believe me if an assassin was going to be getting inside he wouldn’t be going unnoticed." Heather said clearly convinced but I wasn’t.
"You don’t understand." I told Heather while staring outside the window.
She doesn’t understand, no one does. My father never threatened unless he did meant it, he always makes sure he follows through and if he says he wanted Celeste dead, I best believe he was going to find a way to get it done, without my help. And my father, he liked to do things extravagantly, he would not use any common street thug looking for some coin to get by. No, he would use professionals, those who are well skilled in the art of killing. The ones who were able to blend well in the darkness, wear it like a second skin. The ones who are silent, efficient and ruthless!
Fuckinghell, thiswon’tdo! I thought to myself with a frustrated sigh as I walked towards my wardrobe and yanked it open. I reached down the arrays of gowns and pulled out a box where I hid my daggers. Opening it, I grabbed one and a thigh garter which I strapped beneath the silky night gown I was putting on.
"Please tell me you are not going to do what I think you will do." Heather groaned from where she was.
I didn’t bother to look back at her as I replied. "I am doing exactly what you think I would do!"
I heard Heather mutter a string of curses under her breath, "You do know that you are being paranoid? There is no one that will be stupid enough to try that stunt."