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She could feel her breath inside the mask. It was hot and sweat trickled down her face. She couldn't relax though till she did what she was told to do. She had to complete her purpose. She walked forward and accepted the hand of the Crown Prince. She let him lead her to the dance floor under the pretence of being a sweet innocent subject. They began to dance and he talked and she listened and smiled. This was it, she pushed the button in her hand and pulled the Crown Prince forward. A knife shot out of her and stabbed through the Prince. The world around her went black. The prince was dead that was good, but she should have died to. Something went wrong. Horribly wrong.