Disclaimer: I DO NOT OWN THE SEVEN REALMS SERIES. (Sad, right?)

Anya's POV

"Yes m'lord." I said as I backed out of the dimly lit room. Micah Bayar, the most odious person alive, had just ordered me to kill Han Alister. Like I could do that, if his own father couldn't what makes him think I could? Even though I do everything any one of them says, I absolutely hate the Bayars. The only reason I'm doing any of this is for Giselle, my sister. And I'm doing this for Giselle because the Bayars have taken her. If I don't do what they say, she's dead.

I dress in a maid's clothing before going into the castle and sneak my way up into Alister's room. As I open the door suddenly I'm frozen in my place staring right at Han Alister, the man I must kill.

Giselle's POV

"Stupid girl! There she goes off to do Bayar's bidding. Doesn't she realize that her sister is as good as dead?" I hear a voice say. I am alive, and I am completely aware of what my sister is doing to save me. She shouldn't, really. Whoever spoke is right. I'm as good as dead and so is she, I hope she does the right thing and goes. Despite that I keep hoping that they will let me go. I pray for my release from the evil clutches of the Bayars and my prayers are answered. But not in the way I expected. They kill me.

"Who are you and what do you want?" Alister asks. Does he think I'm a maid? Or can he tell that I'm here to, well, kill him. "WHAT DO YOU WANT." For a supposedly nice guy, he has such an attitude!

"Oh! I-I, I'm here to clean the chamber m'lord." I say trying to act meekly. I shuffle around, dusting and fixing things, while trying to find a way to slip the vial of poison into his tea cup. Soon, he leaves and I know that this is my opportunity to kill him. I creep over to his cup, and slip a little of the poison into it. I rush out of the door, partly out of fear that he knows and partly because I am dying to see my sister.

I finally reach the Bayar's estate, and I run in, yelling the asshat's name. "MICAH! Where's my sister?" A guard roughly grabs me by the armpits and drags me out, and into the back alleyway. I land on something soft, and a little squishy. One look down, and I see my sister's pale face. She's dead. And Han Alister probably is, too. What have I done?