"An assassin is only as good as their blade."
"One day I'll be in there. I'll be treated just like a royal."
Those words used to be mine. I suppose they used to be everyone's - after all who would not want to be treated like royalty. That is until you grow up. I guess growing up would be like a dandelion - grown on wishes but once the wind arrived you are blown around everywhere and where you came from is nothing but a stem of where you once lived. Being a blacksmith's daughter, one could only ever hope to achieve something better out of life than just helping my father make metaled objects - though that day came sooner than I had expected.
The king had sent his knights to the town to collect the taxes but my father was one of those who did not have the full amount. That day I watched as the knights laughed as my father begged for an ounce of mercy. I watched as they beat my father and no one would help him. I watched as I felt my love to be in the castle vanish. That day I vowed to never have my father beg to anyone for mercy. And that same night I made my vows was the same night my father died from not receiving the proper medical treatment.
I had left the town that night with hatred in my eyes and nothing but the clothes on my back. I had wandered into the forest, and it was not until my feet ached with every step I took and the coldness of the winter air seeped into my bones did he find me. Leonidas Black. Many others would have waited for his carriage to pass by before they continued on their way, but not me. He had stopped me and offered me a carriage ride to the next town but I had declined. It was not until he forcefully shoved me into his carriage did I draft my journey with him.
Leonidas to others was a burning fire, one that destroyed everything in his path. Whereas I saw him as a phoenix, one that represented rebirth. That night, Leonidas offered me something more than a king ever could. He offered me a chance to make something of myself. That was, after all, the only thing I wanted. It took me years of his training to finally have me be who I am today. To finally be able to avenge my father's death. It took me years to finally become an assassin.