Double Vendetta [BOOK 1] - Part 1

"W-who are you?" He managed to stutter out through his beard-covered mouth, totally terrified with what, rather who, was standing in front of him.

Before him is a woman, garbed in men's clothing, which he believes isn't appropriate for a woman. She was standing under the shadow casted by the lamp illuminating his room. A cloak hovering above her shoulder, with the hood casting dancing shadows on her face, giving her a dangerous look.

She curved her lips around her teeth, slowly, in a vicious smirk.

Without any emotion in her eyes or voice, she whispered darkly; "Imelda Ward. Your worst nightmare."

The already terrified man was even more terrified.

"Y-you mean t-the late king's d-daughter?" He stumbled out, with a look of horror on his face. He didn't know when hot tears started trailing down his chubby cheeks.

The only response he got was the clean swipe of her katana, coming at him with impossible speed, cutting his head off his shoulders.

She retracted her katana, with the speed of a snake recoiling back from its victim.

She put it back into its holder on her back without making a sound, with the grace of a panther that just finished stalking its prey.

Picking up the severed head, she hanged it on the wall by sticking one of her throwing knives through his opened eyes, still covered in shock and fear.

She wrote on the wall, right beside his hanging head with his blood;

THIS IS JUST THE BEGINNING!

In a nearby mountain, situated in the middle of the forest of Il-Da, facing the Kingdom of La-Mil, there she lives.

In the Shadow mountain, there she stays, bidding her time.

She practices day-in day-out, and when she isn't practicing, she sharpens her blade.

A once little, innocent girl, turned an unfeeling cold-blooded killer, seeking revenge for her family and her kingdom.

Everyday, she looks towards the north, where the looming structure of the Kingdom of La-Mil lies, casting shadows over the surrounding forest.

There, she spies the place she once called home. The walls she once called her protector. The people she once called her people. And the subjects she once called her loyal companions.

She was told to wait and exercise patience, "for the time isn't right until it is right," her mentor would say.

And wait she did.

Should I continue. Let me know your thought to know whether to continue the story or not xD