Continuing the opening chapter from The Ashes of Home, the air in Shayla’s room was drugged but she held her breath at the first taste. Two attackers disguised as servants attacked her. In order to escape, she hit a hidden button and leaped through the windows 70’ above the ground...
A second later, her feet connected with the broad eaves overhanging her bedroom windows. She hung upside down in the grip of an artificial grav field and drew her own blade, watching the lit window for signs of movement.
If at least one of her attackers leaned out of the window to see where she’d gone, she’d quickly have one less to deal with.
No such luck.
First one, then the other, appeared through the opening in a tuck roll, too fast and just out of Shayla’s reach. They must have figured out what had happened, but she’d really expected no less. Only the very best assassins ever got this close.
They landed back to back in fighting crouches. The nearer one saw Shayla and signaled to his companion, who also turned to face her.
Well, Shayla isn’t in the clear yet, but able to breathe again she at least has a fighting chance :)