"Who… who are you people?" she asked, her voice barely steady.
No answer.
"Why are you doing this?" she pressed, her fear breaking through.
She had trained. She had fought before. But nothing, not even her worst nightmares, could have prepared her for this.
For standing face to face with a group of assassins so feared that even kings trembled at their name.
And worst of all
For realizing that she might be the real reason they were here.
The assassins remained silent.
They exchanged brief glances, waiting for their leader's signal to finish the job.
There was no hesitation. No second guessing. Only a mild annoyance that they had initially pursued the wrong target. But in the end, it did not matter.
Everyone in the royal family was marked for death.
So whether they had realized it earlier or later, the result would have been the same.
The leader gave a single nod.
That was all it took.
One of the assassins shot forward, his speed beyond anything Nnenna had ever witnessed.
