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[thedarkpuppet]

A simple story with a simple assignment. He was the newest bodyguard, servant, plaything of some royal brat and in exchange he'd find out every bit of information on the royal family someone else just as rich and pompous was paying his organization to get. A simple an easy job. After all once he had all of his information he'd be able to kill the royal family. Of course, the brat didn't have to die, but typically he enjoyed finishing a job completely. 

Walking in, his shoes making no noise on the plush carpet, he stopped in front of the royal brat he was there to entertain. Bowing, Varg smiled a little and said, "I'm Varg Norre. I'll be your newest bodyguard."

[thedarkpuppet]

Varg was just kind of walking along when he suddenly bumped into someone. About to make a teasing remark at whoever bumped into him, Varg froze staring at the person in front of him. He knew the person very well, but had never spoken before. Whispering, Varg said, "Zaniel."