Page 12 of Maid for the Alien Prince

“You wouldn’t trust me after this little episode, my dear,” she said.

She sprang at me, flailing like a wild trigar.

My arm was just a little bit faster and deflected the blows. The blade made high-pitched tinging noises with each successful parry.

Then—pain!

Her blade bit into my upper arm and immediately drew blood.

Akhi grinned through bloodied teeth and twisted to take advantage of my weakness.

I immediately leapt back and decided that perhaps being a coward was better than being dead.

I turned my head toward the doors. “Guards! Guards!”

Someone would hear me, I knew, and the guards would be on their way. Still, I had to survive until they arrived.

She lurched at me with another assault, her blade hissing through the air.

I was once again on the back foot, swinging my shield, barely able to prevent each deadly strike. My days were numbered—numbered in minutes rather than days!

Well, if I was going to die, I’d prefer to do it on the attack. I gritted my teeth and took the offensive. I swung the shield around and caught her, knocking her to the ground.

I noticed a bleeding nick on my other arm, but I ignored it and barreled into her, roaring as I slammed the shield on top of her. I immediately jolted back as her blade filled the space between us.

“Then take the money and leave!” I said. “No one needs to know you tried to kill me! The royal family will just think you failed!”

“Thank you, but I have a reputation to maintain.”

She swung her legs around, catching my ankle and knocking me off balance. She was on her feet again and raced toward me, her blade making a bee-line directly for my chest.

This time, I couldn’t bring the shield around fast enough. I raised one arm instead and swung my fist around.

My instinct saved my life as I caught her across the cheek.

She flew and landed, hitting the ground hard and slid painfully across it, leaving a trail of blood in her wake. Her blade escaped her grip and scuttled across the floor.

She would immediately race toward it, I knew, so I grabbed her ankle and dragged her body across the floor.

She screamed and wailed, her nails leaving deep marks in the expensive floor.

The doors burst open. The guards stood there, stunned. They looked between me and the screeching assassin on the floor.

Her breasts hung out, her pussy all but invisible. She didn’t seem to care, but the guards certainly did!

“She’s an assassin!” I snapped. “Highly trained. Be careful with her.”

The guards shuffled forward, and I rolled my eyes.

They were too young and wet behind the horns to deal with her by themselves. The last thing I wanted was for them to lose her so she could perch over me in the darkness later tonight.

I fell across the assassin and swung my fist down hard, connecting with her cheek.

Blood dribbled from her unconscious mouth.

“You should have taken me up on my offer,” I said, rubbing my sore knuckles.

As the guards carried her unconscious form away, Ges hustled up behind them. “You had trouble with yours too?”

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