My least favorite part of the day is mornings. Especially when the first thing you feel is rope tying up your body and a mouthpiece. And just like that, I described someone’s fetish. No big deal, since the first thing I saw upon waking up was a greasy room with only one window shining the sun. It smelled strongly of oil there.

“Ah,” a strange male voice echoed in the distance, almost being drowned out my footsteps. “You have finally woken.”

I tried to let out a “who are you?”, but the gag was choking me quite hard. The most I could let out is a cough as I laid on the floor.

“It’s pointless to struggle my dear,” the mysterious man snarked.

“For it is I, Doctor Fae Mal. You see, me and your dear husband prince have some things to settle. Well, I guess it’s more his father and your in-law I have things to settle with. He had me exiled from this very land on the day of your husband’s birth. Apparently, I was considered a disturbance to the good kingdom.”

Dear goodness, could this guy just shut up already.

“Ever since then, I have been planning my revenge,” Doctor Fae Mal continued. “All I needed was someone who the Prince would do anything for. Luckily for me, the greatest weakness of men is woman. All I had to do was ask for my men to take you in the middle of the night. And now, your husband will be given a choice: either he will give the crown, or you will die.”

Truly a lovely proposal for me. Luckily for me however, Doctor Fae Mal made one little mistake. As soon as he was done monologuing, he simply left the room.

“Hope that my guards provide you with all the comfort you need,” Doctor Fae Mal snarked as he opened the door, revealing quite a few well-armed guards outside. “Afterall, today’s going to be a long day.”

As I laid in the quiet room, I instinctively imagined my escape. Was quite hard honestly, given how dark the room was. Luckily, that little window gave me some hope. While it was too small to crawl through, I could use the light to give me a better view of the room I was stuck in. I picked myself up from the ground, revealing myself from the horrible smell on the ground.

It was the only thing that was truly waking me up. As soon as I could drag myself towards the wall, I examined my surroundings. What could I say, it was still gloomy. There were oil spills everywhere, as if it was a murder scene. The only item in the room to keep me comfort was a medical table.

I went closer to the medical table to see if there was anything that could be of use to be. Unsurprisingly, or surprisingly if you consider how dumb evil people can get, there wasn’t any typical medical instruments. Just a very finely decorated mirror laying on top. Oh, how bad I felt that I had to break that thing. Especially since I had to be precise enough to make one of the shards into a makeshift key.

“What’s going on back there?” I heard one of the guards say through the door, causing me to twitch a little.

“Sounds like the princess broke the mirror,” another guard replied. “Probably going hysterical there.”

I took a sign of relief, knowing that my captors were dumb enough to believe that I would just break down and cry. Unfortunately, I knew that they were now alert.

“Just keep a close eye on the girl,” one of the guards said.

Whatever move I had to make, I had to make it now. That was when I looked back at the medical table. The very thing I could use to my advantage. I then arrange the medical table I saw the mirror on and positioned it near the door.

Unlocking the door with a piece of glass was surprisingly easy. Knowing that the guards on the other end definitely noticed is another.

“Did anyone hear that?” One of the guards said sheepishly.

“She’s escaping,” Another yelled.

I kicked down the door, leading myself on the medical table like a sushi buffet.

Thankfully, the idiot guards didn’t know how to shoot me point blank. Unfortunately, I had to use the only part of my body that wasn’t tied up. My legs were useful enough against the necks of a few of the guards. As soon as I was far from the guards, I jumped off of the medical table.

“Get her!” One of the guards shouted.

“If you can,” I mocked.

Yes, it was rather childish of me. But there wasn’t time to be concerned of such things. I ran across the hallway, my feet freezing from the floor. The walls were rather strangely decorated, with fat pillars covering the ends.

There was also this strange steam coming out. Before long, there was a few guards at the end of the hall.

“Stand down,” they all said in unison.

The guards’ guns clicked like frog’s croaks at the lake. Like the maniac I am, I charged straight towards them. Well, technically I zigzagged a little to avoid getting shot.

Actually, it was a lot of zigzagging. Before long, I wrapped my arms around one of the guards, riding his blind ass long enough to shoot up some other guards. Unfortunately, a piercing pain ripped through my leg. I could barely whimper as I fell onto the ground. When I looked at my leg, my worst fear was confirmed as blood stained my dress.

All I could do then was to pick myself and limp a little. My leg was as heavy as a rock as I tried to escape. Unfortunately, the guards understood how vulnerable I was now. I was quickly overpowered and push onto the ground.

“Should we kill her?” One guards asked.

As the blood dripped, I used what little strength I had left to swing my body around. Yeah, it was as graceful as it sounds. As I picked myself up, a few guards tried to grab onto me. It was like hyperactive dogs wanting affection. Unfortunately for them, I wasn’t a dog person.

I managed to put one guard into a straggle around his neck, breaking my bond around my hands. He quickly dropped onto the ground as I continued to swing a few kicks and punches. As soon as the guard was on the ground, I sprinted away. While, kinda more hopped away with my bleeding leg, but that’s close enough. I knew I only had to escape.

Eventually, I found myself away from the guards before I became disoriented. My vision began to blur, with only the faintest of whispers being audible to me. The worst and best part was that I could recognize one of those whispers.

“You are done for now,” Doctor Fae Mal gloated.

He had grabbed onto my hair while I struggled to stay on my feet.

In front of me was my little knight in shining armor. He was the cutest prince that any girl could ask for, being a little short but with the most beautiful baby blue eyes. Despite that, my husband was the incredibly brave.

“Give her back,” he loudly proclaimed, a gun in his hands.

Admittedly, I could do less with the cheesy lines, but isn’t that what relationships are for.

“You don’t understand, do you?” Doctor Fae Mal gloated.

“He’s angry at some dumb thing you’re dad did,” I chimed in, still sounding weak.

“Keep your pretty mouth shut. Unless you want a bullet in your brain.”

“Honestly, that would be preferable than listening to your rants.

My husband still had the gun in his hand, but he slightly lowered it.

“So what do you say?” Doctor Fae Mal gloated. “Either surrender, or she will die.”

I looked straight into the eyes of my love. He only whispered something faint, but it looked like his mouth asked “next?”

All I could do is nod.

“Alright then,” my husband mockingly said. “I will surrender. Just let her go.”

“Perfect,” Doctor Fae Mal replied.

As he loosened his grip on me, he inched closer to my husband.

“I have dreamed of this day as a boy,” Doctor Fae Mal smugly proclaimed. He had raised his gun towards my husband’s head, with my husband seemingly lowering his head in defeat.

“Any last words?” Doctor Fae Mal asked.

“Didn’t you get exiled as an adult?” My husband mockingly asked back.

By that point, I had managed to sneak right behind Doctor Fae Mal. The idiot was completely dumbfounded. I wrapped my wrists around Doctor Fae Mal, tucking his neck. With the little strength I had, I managed to bring him down on the ground.

“Why you little,” Doctor Fae Mal muttered through his teeth.

That was when he bit me, like a little stray bitch.

Luckily, as Doctor Fae Mal’s teeth sunk into my flesh, I shouted to my husband.

“Now!” I cried out.

My husband then swiftly picked up his gun off the floor and held it over Doctor Fae Mal’s head.

“You better not squirm now,” My husband muttered under his breath.

In one instant, a gunshot echoed through the room. Doctor Fae Mal’s skull cracked open like a bloody egg as the bullet entered his head. It left my own face covered in blood, and my ears ringing.

“Couldn’t you have shot him in the knees instead,” I snarked as I tried to get up.

“Apologies dear,” my husband replied as he reached his hand out for me.

“But he was a threat that had to be taken out,” he continued.

“I’m pretty sure we could have handled him to our guards. Then again, you still got that assassin blood in you.”

My husband simply chuckled as he held his hand out to me.

“You got a point,” he replied. “But your wounds.”

“I’ve experienced worse,” I commented. And in my defense, that was half true.

Still, I had shivers across my body as I collapsed in my husband’s arms.

“Much much worse,” I snarked.

“Come on,” my husband commented as he wrapped his arm around my waist. “You’re going to need a lot of switches.

“At the very least…”

As he carried me away, I realized something. This was the first time he saved me. Usually, I had to be the one who rescues my husband from bandits and such. I leaned my head onto his chest, reminding him that we do make a good pair.