Aistis and Karyan had the moment under control, Juno could see from her perch on the castle wall. The plan was simple:

Infiltrate the castle, check

Get to the castle wall, check.

Sit on the wall until the signal…in the works.

Juno was getting quite bored. She couldn’t hear what the king was saying, though she could guess it was something along the lines of, “you will die and so will your so called heir of Thera,” aka her.

The heir picked the non-existent dirt out from under her finger nails, dangling her legs over the edge. She looked back at her friends and the king. She had been up there for *hours* already and couldn’t sit any longer. Change of plans.

Dramatically get down from the wall,

And the rest would be improv.

Juno was much happier with this plan. It would accomplish the same goal as the first: proving that the heir to the Theran throne had survived the massacre thirteen years ago, and that she was strong enough to take down the Orarian king and place Aistis on the throne.

So, unable to wait any longer, Juno jumped off of the wall. The people gathered, including the king, saw her and turned their attention to the crazy girl who had just jumped off of a wall. She guessed that they all assumed she was committing suicide. But, she wouldn’t splat on the ground. Juno spoke to the river surrounding the capital city, asking it to catch her. The water came at a slow pace just as she had intended. It swirled under her feet just before she reached the ground and held her aloft.

She would be lying if she said that the look on the king’s face wasn’t amusing. After giving him a smile, she touched the ground right beside Aistis who was giving her a, *are you serious right now?* look. Juno countered his silent disapproval with a grin.

“Majesty,” she said sarcastically, bowing lower than anyone else would. “A lovely day, don’t you think?” She asked while she formed a dragon behind her. When it was finished, she let it sail over the heads of the people around her, droplets of water dripping down from it like a light rain. She willed its claws to become ice and sent it straight towards the king. He held his ground which Juno had to give him credit for.

When she made the dragon slice a thin line on the side of the king’s face, however, his anger and the slightest bit of fear tward her abilities appeared on his face for a split second. He held a hand against the cut after Juno let go of the dragon, letting it turn back into regular water. When he dragged it down to inspect the damage, he scowled. The blood was smeared all over his hand. The claw had gone a little deeper than she had intended apparently. She didn’t particularly care though.

Karyan was staring at her. The assassin gave her a look that said, *I am both very proud of the chaos, and am so going to pummel you after this, princess,*

“Now, if you’ll excuse me, I have a kingdom to return to. Oh and don’t worry, we’ll be meeting again very soon, Majesty,” she finished with the same sarcastic voice and bow before turning away. Her smile grew while the people gaped and whispered. Let them assume things about her, but they would soon learn what happened to those who defied her the right to her throne. The king would die within a fortnight.

✨[part of my WIP book. Is a series :> ]✨