"Oh my, ruffians in these parts too...?" Of noble pedigree, she knew many enemies. A gentle smile adorned her saintly figure as she confronted the assassin before her.
The assassin's knees fell to the ground. he never had a chance of carrying out his mission. As a saint, she exceeded everyone in all aspects. "Well then... who sent you here?"
The neighboring nation's king had hired the assassin. She couldn't overlook this. A just punishment was needed. She removed her gown, preparing herself for battle. "I think a proper visit to the king is in order."