“He . . . just . . . he helped me up after your guard made me fall!” I stared in bewilderment at the scene before me. Not a second passed before he turned and slammed the freshly cleaned dagger into the unsuspecting guard behind me, and he fell to the ground, dead in a heap next to the other man’s body. He hadn’t even known what had happened. “What the—” I struggled. He grabbed my arm with his gloved hand and leaned in to brush against my ear. “I’ve recently decided I don’t like others touching my things, touching what’s mine.” His deep voice was barely above a whisper as he continued to clean
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