I couldn't believe what the queen had told me. A family of assassins? Specifically targeting the queen? And now they're dead... but she might be one? I stopped paying attention to where I was walking, and ended up bumping into someone.

"Sorry!" I quickly apologized.

~~ QUICK! PERSPECTIVE SKIP! OH NO! IT WENT BACK IN TIME!!!! ~~

You walked down the main road, finally done with work. It was near six you knew, and you still had supper to make, but you were just so tired. Your mind slipped away, but was wrenched back when you bumped into someone.

"Sorry." He quickly said. His voice familiar. You rubbed your eyes, and quickly recognized him. Earl Grey! What if he recognizes me!?! You moved back a step, and bowed. You were at a loss for words. Though he hadn't heard you talk, you were afraid anything would give you away.

He was about to walk away, as were you, when he walked on the other side of you. The side your neck cut was on. You held your breath, praying he didn't notice it.

"Thought so." He muttered, then grabbed your arm and dragged you along. You stumbled behind him, lagging farther and farther, as he was walking fast and was taller than you. You would have been hard pressed to keep up with his strides without your ankle giving you sharp pains every other step.

"H-Hey! Where the hell are you taking me!" You protested, hoping for him to slow down, he didn't. By then, his had had slipped so far down your arm, you were practically holding it. He got to a carriage, prepared beforehand, and being driven by the other Charles. Phipps, looked very displeased, but began to get ready nonetheless.

"Found her!"

"That was quick."

You were so insanely confused, but was dragged out of you thoughts when you realized how warm the earl's hand was. Kind of comforting actually. You scolded yourself again. Stop it! Don't think that kind of weird thought!! But, despite your scoldings, you couldn't help but have slight butterflies in your stomach.

"Well, let's get going. Her majesty will be waiting."

"Got it! I'll stay in the carriage with her, I wouldn't doubt she has skill enough to escape it while moving." The butterflies increased, but you shoved them to back of your mind. He was right about the moving carriage thing, with two perfectly fine ankles you could do it. But in your condition, not so much. Not that they'd believe you anyway.

You were helped into the carriage by the earl. And you had to try to stop the millions of questions from spilling out. You resolved to simply stay quiet untill you got to... wherever you were headed. Maybe if I stay quiet he'll ask me questions? You had extremely mixed feelings about that, but the girlish side of your mind took the idea and ran. You soon found yourself drifting to sleep. Stupid work, it always makes me so tired. I won't even be able to fulfill my contract now. You yawned, hating yourself for doing such a human thing in front of your 'captors' but it wasn't like you could help it. You were

You also noticed the earl had moved to your side of the carriage. The butterflies returned. You tried to ignore them, but with him so close, you found it difficult.

As the ride went on, the gentle rocking of the carriage lulled you, and eventually even the larger bumps weren't waking you. You yawned for the umpteenth time that trip, and felt sleep taking over. You didn't notice your body sway, and rest on the earl's shoulder. You didn't notice how he moved, so you were better situated. You didn't notice him hold you close.

~~ Best perspective change you will ever see ~~

I noticed how much this girl was yawning. Her E/C eyes would scrunch up and get small pools of tears. Her back would arch, showing just how long her thick H/C hair was. I knew there was a legitimate chance she was dangerous, really dangerous, but I couldn't help but feel she was innocent. She went to a job, a real, dignified job! And now she was tired, because she worked.

Or because she gets no sleep, killing people all night.

I shoved that thought away. No matter how sensible it was, my instincts were telling me that she wasn't going to actaully hurt me. That she wasn't going to kill the queen. Still, I guess I couldn't let my guard fall completely down. I still observed her, and could tell she was in good shape. She could probably fight well with that blade.

Just as I had given in to the fact that she could possibly kill me, she yawned again. Longer this time, and she swayed a bit. Her eyes were twitching, struggling to keep open. I was about to think she was innocent again, when she fell onto my shoulder. I felt a light blush on my cheeks.

What?! This girl is a KILLER!! THERE IS NO WAY YOU CAN LIKE HER! I WILL NOT LET THIS DAMN IRRATIONAL MIND FALL FOR HER!!!

A voice in my mind was screaming out, but I merely adjusted, so she could have a bit more to lay against. I was about to go back to staring ahead, when some little instinct inside made me do something bold.

I pulled her a little closer to me, my arm draped around her waist. I knew I should move it, but I figured I would notice the carriage stop, I could move it then.

I suddenly felt all the built up stress let out, and my head fell atop hers. It was comfortable, and was very soft. I tried my hardest to keep awake, but being in such a comfortable position made me drift off. It wasn't until the carriage stopped an hour later, that I realized I had been sleeping.