Revenge *part 2*

She was half walking, half running. He looked forward as he walked her to her stepfather's private quarters. She was terrified. All she had on her to defend herself with was her small hunting knife, and she had yet to retrieve her mother's diary. Her plan had been put into motion prematurely it seemed.

She tried to make sure her face mask of silk was secure, so no one would see her true identity.

"He won't care how you look." The man said watching her every move.

The two guards beside the two large doors opened them upon his nod.

The doors were made of mahogany and leafed in gold.  Carved into each door was Flossina's Royal family tree. This was the King's most inner chambers. She recalled playing in here when she was a child. She was snapped back to reality when t