The Assassin’s Order: Part Seventeen

**VIOLENT CONTENT WARNING**

Amalia laid on the bed before Gaelen as he occupied the chair by the window. The moonlight lit her face up, reflecting off her eyes and giving her a slight halo.

“Going into the gauntlet, we all knew something was different. There were no obstacles, no monsters to fight, nothing of the usual sort,” he paused, gulping past the lump that was forming…