Oh whata. Great day today was for Sasha. Getting herself into a massive brawl with the guards of the castle after stealing ones dagger. She got herself captured, yippee. Now it was time to play the helpless girl card. She was dragged into the throneroom making her weapons all disappear and she made wounds appear all over her, she was shaking and looked ready to cry.

"She was stealing from guards" one guard reported. The girl looked so weak so fragile and she sobbed gently "please let go your hurting me" she cried gently as the guard hand on her shoulder was rough but she had felt much much worse. She gave those signature fearful eyes and regretting one. Not like the prince could ever figure the whole act out. She was sobbing and shaking. They must have the wrong person she had no weapons or anything on her.a very small red dragon was curled up on her shoulder, it was only a hatchling, well prince wouldn't know but this was all an illusion, the dragon she had was a monster of a creature easily standing 30 feet high and whip like tail and poisonous skin and horns.

At the news a thief had defeated several soldiers, his curiosity had been peaked. The demon must have been decent in combat if he managed to hold his own for awhile against several opponents. He waited on his throne and watched as the guards entered the room.

“She was stealing from the guards.” reported one of the guards who had dragged the captive inside. To the prince’s bewilderment, instead of a strong demon, he was being shown a scared girl. Did they expect him to believe that she was the thief who fought off several men? The woman brought before him looked pathetically weak, meaning that this was all a waste of his time. The only thing of interest was the dragon hatchling on her shoulder that the guards had apparently failed to confiscate from her, but he would address their misconduct later.

The prince eyes quickly dimmed to disinterest and waved off his guards. “You sought an audience with me to show me a crying girl? Do not bother me with mundane matters.”

“But my prince, she was stealing-“

“I don’t need you to repeat your report.” he interrupted the guard, glancing at the injured captive. She looked frail with so many wounds covering her and completely helpless as she begged and cried. “Are you trying to tell me that she truly fought and won against our guards? If that’s true, maybe they were simply too weak and I need to fire them.”

Refusing to listen to his idiotic guard, he turned his attention to the poor girl. He was silent as he took a moment to observe her actions and shook his head with exasperation. “She is obviously not the thief you were looking for. Release her.” he ordered.

The girl looked around feafully sniffling gently . the guards glared at one another and down at the girl. they let her go. the girl gets up shakily eyes looking around sniffling. She looked at the prince softly, observing him "thank you' she had whispered and with that she turned and limped out.A grin on her face, what dumb demons. one guard snarled and grabbed her "hold it" he snapped. the girl without much of a thought whirled around and stabbed the guard in the throat and kicked him away harsh;y. the other guards attacked and yelled. she beat the crap out of them all as her dragon slashed some guards in the face harshly.

She finished asn teh guards lay whimpering on the ground in pain , looking at the prince she bowed and held up his royal coin he had in his pocket , she was the thief 'sorry had to steal it" she grinned and jumped out the window her dragon swiftly fallowed changing bigger and caught her.

The prince looked baffled as the crying girl seemed to transform from a whimpering victim to fierce warrior. “Seize her!” he yelled once he recovered from his shock, but to his horror one of his men was thrown aside like he was nothing and given a fatal wound. He immediately stood up from his throne and approached the injured guard who had his throat slashed. Guilt stung Rhanon as he placed his hand over the cut, a faint glow in his hand as he attempted basic magic until the wound was no longer fatal. “This is my fault…”he grimaced, looking around him to see the rest of the guards now fallen while the woman sprinted towards the window. He took a few seconds to glance at his men; unlike the man he healed, none of them seemed to have suffered life threatening injuries. The thought of his soldiers dying because of his careless misjudgment made him want to obliterate somebody and he had the perfect target for his rage. Quickly running after her, he charged out the window and extended his hand, narrowly reaching the dragon’s tail just in time.

As he climbed up the tail to the dragon’s back without a sweat, he glared at the woman full of vengeance, hanging onto the scales so he would not fall. Rhanon had showed her mercy and this was how he was repaid?! She even had the audacity to steal something right out of his pocket. He did not know how she managed to get so close to him without him having time to react, and it was probably foolish of him to go after an enemy like that, but he was too angry to think clearly.

The prince reached for the sword he kept by his side and unsheathed it, growling at the thief who nearly killed his guards. He did not bother wasting his breath on words and immediately charged at her with his blade but because he subconsciously could not see a female as a true opponent or threat, Rhanon aimed for her non vital organs.

The girl didn't look back she could hear his feet on the dragon scale she grime d as the dragon spun sharply and made the prince loose his footing and slide back. The girl turned around and smiles gently and looked at the angry prince.

"Ah you come after someone so deadly I am surprised at that " she grinned as she watched him run at her again and with that she dodged the blows at her. He then did a chi block on his arm and kneed him harshly in the chest flipping over him. She then had a dagger as his back of his neck "look prince I'm not here to harm anyone. Here " gave him the coin back and then the dragon disappeared and let the prince fall into some mud. She then landed on the roof humming gently at the prince .

"Tired of getting walked on? Tired of your family being ridiculed ?" She called out slowly walking over . She gave a friendly smile looking at him "I can help with that I can help get revamped. Got nothing to loose really only your dignity " she muses as she stayed ontop of a hay stack looking down at him. Her eyes playful and bright. She was weird but she could be of help with that.

“Wha-?!” he gasped in surprised as he lost his grip on the dragon, sliding back. He growled with anger as he fell for her taunt, attempting to strike at her again. His attempt ultimately failed, and within a few movements, she had him at her mercy with a blade against his neck. Rhanon was in utter shock that he was so easily defeated by her and to his surprise, instead of killing him, she dropped him into some mud. He wasn’t too hurt from the fall, but combined with the other injuries he received from her, he winced with pain before he heard her approach and talk to him.

“L-Liar!” he spat, wiped the mud off his face as he glared at her. Her gentle smile was throwing him off guard, making him almost believe that the girl really was no harm like he initially thought, but he had just been defeated by her, a mere female demon. “Not here to harm anyone? You nearly killed my guards after I released you!” he accused, swiping the coin away from her hand the moment she offered it to him. Rhanon held it protectively as he continued glaring at her with distrust.

As she sat on the hay he picked himself off of the ground, silent as he pondered her words. “I don’t trust you.” He frowned, remembering her deceitful little performance back at the throne room, but her sudden friendliness and tempting offer made him continue the conversation against his better judgment. “And nobody makes an offer like that without asking something in return or something in it for them. What is it you want?”he demanded, still incredibly suspicious of her.

She laughed at his protective nature of the coin. She grinned gently "me want anything no not really. I don't really do much for anything I do it becausit interests me " said peacefully as she looked at the demon prince. Her eyes calm as he dragon landed only now he was small form once more. The girl lay on her stomach and the dragon climbed onto her back and she sat up once more.

"Besides you don't really know me" said amused her eyes glowing happily and slides down the haystack and streached "but ok I can see you must have a better person for the job so I'll leave you and that person to it" she said and starts walking away into the town of gales. She started to hum and four large hounds fallowed after her yipping the tune of the song back to her.

Rhanon snorted. “Right, and as soon as you lose interest in helping me what would you do? N-not that I’m agreeing to your offer!” He answered back, a little calmer this time, her own calmness finally seeming to affect him. Besides, why would I want a woman to help me?! He thought to himself, in self- denial that she utterly defeated him just moments ago, the drying mud covering his clothes the proof of the strength he refused to acknowledge.

At her next remark, the prince realized he did know nothing about her, not even her name. But her sudden happiness caught him off guard once again so he forgot to ask her. Then at her next statement, he couldn’t help but panic at the thought of her leaving. He really needed help, even if he did not want to admit it just yet. And if his guards were useless against her like he was, then nobody he could as would be as strong as her. “Wait!” he called out without thinking, and he cringed almost immediately afterwards. What was he thinking, even considering accepting her offer?! Plus, she was a female who should not be fighting in the first place! He felt conflicted.

This entire situation was confusing and he probably should head back to the castle before the staff panicked over his disappearance. But he headed towards the gates first, calling after the woman once more in order to ask her a question. “Wait! I…” he wanted to ask her name, but at the sight of four random dogs that seemingly appeared out of nowhere he did a double take and they stole his attention. “What the…you have hellhounds too?” he spluttered, wondering how strong this girl had to be if she had a dragon and hellhounds obeying her will.

“Who are you?”he finally asked, and with his anger partially subsided, remembered his manners, “No, that was rude, please forgive me. May I ask your name?”

She had disappeared off into the crowd of people a small note fell on the prices shoulder with her name on it, Sasha dimond master asassin and thief. That's all he got, but being a master there had to be people who knew about her maybe even the librarian of the castle would know of his assassin. Everyone who knew of her though kept their mouths shut as if scared of talking about the girl, as if she controlled their fate.

She dance through the streets humming gently as the hounds barked at the people who jumped away and she came to a bar where she loved to hang out. She sat there and ordered a drink and smiles. This was an interesting day, hopefully the prince can find her again. But there was always more to her then words and actions there was a part of her was a natural lier.

She seemingly vanished from his sight, the prince was confused as to how since she had hellhounds following her, but the note on his shoulder kept him from continuing his pursuit.

“Sasha Dimond? Master assassin and thief…”he read quietly out loud, before stuffing the paper into his pocket and retreating back to the castle. On his walk back he pondered about the mysterious woman he had met. Unlike what he had been taught to believe, she was strong; strong enough to defeat him without much effort. He never got caught off guard, yet she managed to steal from his pocket and could tell exactly what he wanted to hear. The temptation for revenge still lingered. He thought he was willing to be patient but…something about her had brought out the ugliest side of him and he did not like that at all. He never acted on pure rage, yet she knew how to trigger his temper and used his anger against him. Rhanon tried to shake his thoughts away, but he couldn’t get the offer out of his mind. And despite his denial, a part of him acknowledged her strength, and Rhanon did enjoy meeting and learning from stronger people than himself…

“My prince, there you are!” cried out his guards as he finally stepped onto the castle grounds. “Are you injured?!” one fussed over him and Rhanon shook his head, not wanting to give them any chance to realize he lost so badly. Thankfully, he had suffered only minor cuts and bruises that healed on his way back to the castle.

“I am alright.” He told just to give his people less to worry about. “It is embarrassing, I admit, but I fell into some mud. All I need now is to retire to my chambers to change out of this mess.” He laughed with a faint blush on his cheeks, leaving out the fight with Sasha. Sadly, the guards did not forget about her.

“But what about the thief, my prince?” asked one of the guards and Rhanon gave him a thoughtful expression.

“It is not an urgent matter any longer, I have my coin back. She is just a girl who got lucky, leave her be because I have more important matters to attend to.” He instructed, and some of the guards looked at him like they could not believe he was apparently still under estimating the woman, but there were some who agreed with the prince. He entered the castle and was about to enter his room when he paused, looking at some of the bodyguards who were escorting him.

“I request information about an assassin and thief who claims she is a master. Her name is Sasha Dimond. Bring me whatever you find, preferably sooner than later. Ask the rest of the staff if they know anything as well.” He ordered before retreated into his room, completely missing some of the fearful expressions that crossed some of the older guards’ faces and some passing by maids.

By the end of the day only one very very brave soul came forward with a small bit of information,

"she is indeed a master, killed two royal familes. killed the last ruler here King richard was kileld by sasha" was all the old sage warrior could say shaking. The other guards looked freak looking around swiftly as if the girl was going to appear out of the blue. A hellhiund tore through the castle as it had heard them talking of Sasha. it lunged and tore the head off the sage warrior and snarled at the rest who scream and ran off. The hound howled deeply and ran off vanishing.

The hound ran through the land and came to the bar and sat beside sasha who smiled and kissed the hounds ear gently. the hound howled happily.

The prince had not expected information so soon, but he nodded and motioned for the sage to speak. The poor old man looked like he was about to faint at any moment and his body shook with fear; Rhanon wondered how an unknown demon could possibly invoke so much fear. As the sage spoke, Rhanon tried not to show his surprise at the information.

“She killed my grandfather?” he asked, but he never got his answer from the sage. Before his very eyes, one of the hellhounds he saw earlier appeared out of nowhere and beheaded the man. Rhanon stood in shock as blood splattered everywhere and people began screaming. “W-what in the world?” he muttered, falling to his knees and touching the corpse he had been left with. The sage could not be saved and the hellhound ran away before anyone could pursue it, not that anybody wanted to. “He’s dead because of me…”he whispered, gritting his teeth and looking up to the closest group of servants. “Clean up the blood and deal with this body.” He ordered calmly, despite feeling anything but not. One of the reasons the other kingdoms looked down on his family was because Rhanon disliked meaningless deaths, which for a demon prince made him a target for ridicule, and they made fun of his parents for having such a soft-hearted heir. He stood up and began walking to his room, trying not to look at the blood on his hands.

That hellhound definitely belonged to her…that woman killed him. So she was lying when she said she meant no harm, after all. She’s just as horrible as them he thought bitterly, walking through the door of his chambers and immediately punching the first thing saw. His chair was now broken in half and Rhanon seethed with rage. Once again, she got the best of me. She infiltrated the castle effortlessly, killing one of my subjects. Sasha Dimond…I hate her. he thought frustrated, taking a deep breath to calm down. Rhanon’s newfound hatred of the master assassin did not erase his desire for information about her. If she apparently destroyed two royal families, his grandfather, and somehow manage to strike down the sage right in front of him then she would be his best chance at survival and revenge. Without his family’s protection the other kingdoms would eat him alive and standing up to them on his own was stupid and suicidal, but with her as an ally he had a chance. He hated her, but Rhanon was good at acting civil with people he hated, and he solidified his decision.

“I’ll have to find her and get the information myself. I’ll start looking tomorrow…”

"Oh whata. Small fool you are" said someone from the shadows. There stood a small girl a fairy demon she looked at him stone cold eyes.

"Sasha diamond is a demon of reincarnations. She is a master assassin. You grandfather killed her entire village and family she had the right to strike him down" the fairy said flying over slowly "but be warned showing aggression a nd anger will lead to a down fall or a betrayal. You must not let that part of you show or she will most likely leave you for death. She mostly hangs out to the dragon cafe bar" it informed the prince slowly and then it looked around "her hounds are trained to kill anyone who speaks of her. It's a trust issue they have" said and vanishes slowly.

The assassin sat at the bar her dog laying beside her grumbling deeply. She had vodka and smiles she was calm and very sweet looking but all the demons sat ten feet from her for very good reason.