This little girl, she certainly garnered the woman's attention with this most conspicuous of plans made collaborating with that mysterious actor fellow, who seemed to have disappeared from Alena's scrutinizing gaze in a matter of seconds. Still she had to wonder, were those two speaking of Venius being the brunt of their mischievous plot to rob blind a wealthy but tyrannical patron of the Theatre Carail? Alena believed it so, but then again the assassin may have been jumping to conclusions, to early to tell and too vague the amount of information she was able to filter from her eavesdropping of these two. If it were so, then perhaps Alena could seek the aid of this young lass for her own nefarious plottings against the damned wretched fiend who begrudgingly was her uncle. No! Again why would she consider such loathsome curs as he to be family?

Quietly, she sauntered behind the little one, stalking about the streets as a phantom clad in her shadowed cloak and her rather spooky but hauntingly beautiful mask. Certain was the master assassin that this girl would not be able to deduce someone was following her, for her footsteps made not a sound. [i]Perchance she can get me close to Venius, close enough for me to stab him in the gullet when he least expects it.[/i]