The woman and the black hooded man searched everywhere for the secret door, hoping to find the missing princess, yet they failed to find it. Not even feeling the walls and the ceiling-in both the hall and the room-or the floors had led them to that door.

Knowing that she was going to die, the woman looked down at the map and shivered. She frowned at it while the black hooded man looked at her straight in the eye.

"I-I-I don't understand," she cried, "The secret door is in here! In this building!"

The black hooded man growled at the woman and walked his way towards her. "Give me that map!" Hearing the woman shriek, he snatched the map and examined it. He tore the map into pieces and chuckled a bit after realizing the princess' trick. "The princess placed the fake map on her desk just to trick you, woman! I guess she's not so dumb after all."

The handmaiden gave him her confused look. "Tricked?"

"Yes, 'tricked.'" The black hooded man smiled while he walked towards her with his blade out. The handmaiden took a couple steps back, shivering with fear from her twitchy eyes.

She put her hand out. "Please, sir! Please! I didn't know it was a fake map. I thought it was real, honest!"

Despite the handmaiden's pleas, the black hooded man struck his blade against her stomach and heard her scream in agony, collapsing on the floor with blood coming out of her wound. He turned back to the hall and exited the room.

"My, that princess was such a clever, clever girl. A clever, clever girl indeed," the black hooded man said to himself during his walk out of the building.

Once the black hooded man exited the building, he studied his environment for any guards around. He saw none but the empty, sleeping alleyways lighting under the moonlight.

"Now if I could go search for the princess, where could she be?" He whispered to himself while looking.

Then he saw something that intrigued him, something that made him smile. There he saw a person in a brown cloak walking towards another alleyway to his right, spotting someone's long, brown hair.

"Looks like I might have found the princess," the black hooded man whispered to himself and hid himself in the shadows while she scanned her surroundings.

Seeing her leave to her destination, the black hooded man followed her through and through-both quickly, yet cautiously so as to not get caught. Everything went well so far, so good.

Once he arrived at her destination, she studied her surroundings one more time, seeing nobody around as the black hooded man stood in the shadows. She chanted her magic spell and her magic spell created a black hole on the wall.

Entering it, the black hole shut itself just in time before the black hooded man had a chance to enter it himself. He dashed towards the wall and banged his fist on it.

"No, no, no, no, no!" He roared with his head down against the wall, shaking it sideways. He then looked up at the wall. "Now how am I supposed to get in?"

Hearing the magic spell, he immediately turned left. "Huh?"

There he saw Gideon and I exit the hole on the wall and the hole disappeared behind us. Hiding in the shadows, the black hooded man smiled when he watched us pant and looked at the ground and the wall back and forth.

"Looks like I found my answer," the black hooded man whispered to himself.

"Phew! That was close!" I said, "If it wasn't for your spell, Gideon, we both would've been dead."

"Right?" Gideon agreed.

"Now all I need to do is to disguise myself as a commoner and"-the black hooded man turned to the wall, then back at us-"I'll be able to get these fools to help me find a princess."

When the black hooded man hid himself behind a wall, Gideon and I stood up straight and looked each other in the eye. "Listen, why, don't we go back home and get some rest. We'll search for the princess tomorrow."

What? This shit again?!

I sighed and turned to Gideon with my annoyed face. "Are you serious right now?!"

"But listen-" Gideon's voice was no longer pleasant as he was getting ready to fight me.

Oh, my God!!!

"Excuse me, you two," someone's voice echoed behind us.

"Huh?" Gideon and I turned to that voice.

There it was a brown haired man in a plain Blanc shirt, a brown belt and brown pants that were torn up and holey. He was also barefooted, but his feet appeared to be clean, just like mine were a couple days ago.