Protostar [Subject to change]

"Well, let's talk about your- uh- gift. Now this nation has been extremely forgiving of your existence as one of the nequams. We want to give you an opportunity, to clear your name. To use your gift for the greater good. I have a set of names, no let us call them targets. I'm allotting you exactly nine months for you to locate these targets and terminate them. This shall not be difficult, seeing as all of them are within the same, what do the americans say? Oh, town. If you complete this task, you clear your name, and may find yourself with a new duty." She had put him in check. The Queen was facing him now, but had her face shielded away from him with a dark veil. I began to weigh my options. The trial would certainly not go in my favor, but I hadn't used his "gift" since I was young, and that was an accident and that was long before his parents deaths. He had no other choice, and she knew that.

"Your wish is my command, your highness." Checkmate. I did this with reluctance. She hovered over to her desk.



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