Assassination attempts kept coming for the Princess, one after another, like a stubborn storm that simply refused to pass. It was almost impressive in a way. Whoever was behind them clearly had patience, resources, and a very unhealthy obsession with seeing Myrcella dead.
Still, for all their effort, we managed to fight them off without much trouble.
Every time another assassin appeared, the result was almost the same. A quick clash in the shadows, a flash of steel, sometimes a burst of magic, and then it was over. The Shadows had been doing their job well too. They were terrifyingly efficient when it came to sniffing out suspicious movements. They were also keeping a close watch on the people who were currently harboring the other bastards of the late king.
And from what we had gathered so far, those people were most likely the ones sending these assassins our way.
Honestly, politics really did bring out the worst in people.
