Ryo

He slips past the castle guards. His figure hidden in the shadows. Not like the sleeping guards would notice him anyway. Climbing up to his targets balcony, he smirks. The princess lays before him on her bed, sleeping peacefully unaware of the danger she is in. Then as he steps closer he freezes. His hand hesitating on his daggers hilt. How can you be the most beautiful treasure I have ever seen. He whispers to himself