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.