Servant of Darkness

Chapter 4
End of It All

The next few days consisted of finding Miku's home and sending spies to figure out her schedule. I decided that the best time to strike would be at night.

And so, the time came. I dressed in black clothes and a black cape, using the hood to cover my face and hair. I quickly made my way through the alleys to her house and quietly broke in. As I tiptoed down the hallway to her sleeping form, the weight of the dagger in my hand grew heavier with each step. I couldn't figure out why.

I now stood over her, blade poised over her bared throat. My breath stopped as the metal pressed into her skin.

"What?" She murmured, and started to open her eyes.

Slice. The delicate flesh gave way instantaneously to the unyielding blade. Blood suddenly covered my hands and forearms. It soaked her nightgown, staining her hair. I watched horrified, as pain awoke her, then she just as quickly slipped away to death.

My hands started shaking, and my face felt wet. I touched my cheekbone, smearing blood no doubt. Tears. But why? I should be happy because Rin will be, so why was I crying? I used the heel of my wrist to wipe the unreasonable tears and quickly took my leave.

At the castle, I washed up and went to bed, where foreboding dreams of shackles tormented me.

The next morning, I awoke, still slightly tired, and adorned my uniform and went to wake up Rin with a breakfast cart in hand.

"Highness, it's morning." I knocked, then walked in. "Breakfast is three chocolate pancakes, two over-easy eggs, and a sausage link." I pushed the food beside the huge bed, blushing at her dazed eyes and bed hair.

"Mm." She muttered, and slowly started eating.

People didn't realize she was just a normal girl, with normal feelings, skills, and tastes. She was just never treated normally, so just different, normal feelings became dominant.

"Len." She addressed me groggily.

"Yes?"

"My favor." She rubbed an eye sleepily and pushed her food away. "Have you done it yet?"

She had asked every morning since she first bestowed the request on me, and now, I could give her an answer. "Yes." I smiled a little.

"Really?" She jumped up, nightgown flowing with her every movement, and wrapped her arms around my neck, hugging me. My face burned. "I thought you weren't going to listen to me." She said, her nose mere hairs breadths away from mine.

I braved my hands onto her waist. "Why wouldn't I?" I responded in a slightly hurt tone.

"Yes, that's true. You are mine, after all." She stood on her tippy toes and kissed me on the cheek. "Now leave. I wish to get ready." She released a flustered, but happy, me.

I bowed and left, my mind in a blissful haze. What could this mean? Does she like me? Does she know that I love her? Or was she just 'claiming' me? I'd be fine with that, for I've always been hers.

Twenty minutes later, she opened her door, dressed in her royal black dress, and I followed her to the throne.

Rin had just sat down, when Gakupo burst in.

"What's the meaning of this?" I asked at the intrusion.

"Sorry, Your Majesty, but the townsfolk are revolting! Please escape while you can!" With that, the man ran back out, where noises of a clash could be heard.