Sat in the carriage was a mesmerisingly beautiful young girl and beside her was an old man that seemed to be her servant.
"My lady are you sure that you want to ask for help from this small country's royal family," asked the old man respectfully.
"We don't have any other choice and those relentless assassins will come after us and will catch up to us any time soon" stated the girl with her soft voice that could make any man's heart quake.
"Alright then my lady, but we must be careful in this foreign country, even if it is small and weak compared to your family" reminded the old man.
At that moment, there was a sudden flash of light as a flying knife was thrown at the carriage's wheel at a speed that was too fast for any of the guards to react in time to do anything about it.