Between Takara Hikari and Arcturus Sinclair ONLY!

Assassin x Target
Fantasy

Name: Cecilia Raines
Age: 18

Name: Cecilio Adrião
Age: Twenty
Picture:

It was calm. The sky was wearing the moon as her pendent and the stars were sparkling around the dimly lit mass. There was no cloud that blocked the heavenly view and because of that she was glad. Compared to this, the daytime seemed so hectic, but the night didn't hold any order in itself. She reasoned with herself that there was a needed balance...and that's what her tutors had always told her. All she wanted to do was believe it, but that fact just made her feel so empty and without a purpose. Though just like the wax and wane of the moon that feeling changed.

Cecilia Raines was born with a twin who, since she was born, every one had their hopes set on her. She and Elaine were both kind and caring, but everyone in the kingdom preferred her sister. It wasn't until she met an ambassador of the elven lands that she learned the truth of the Raines bloodline. When twins were born each would either represent the sun or the moon and hold the balance. The title that both princesses were given are only known to the oracle and the royal family; the secret was heavily protected for generations. Cecilia only wanted to believe that it was a fairytale.

Anytime she wanted to get her mind off of the truth she wanted to believe was a lie, she would look out at the moon and let the night breeze play with her long, light locks. The party in the palace could wait.

Cecilio Adrião walks through the castle he lives in quietly. He's a guard for a prince and princess. Not only that, he's a fully trained assassin. And damn good one at that. He's also quite unnerving according to most people. This is due to his tall stature, he's about six foot nine, and his eyes. They're a dull gray color but they follow people around, even when nothing else moves. But he thinks that's because of his job. He's also soundless on his feet, shocking again because of his build.

After a bit of walking he comes to the throne room and goes in. "You requested me?" he asks the King in a deep rumbling voice. "I did," the King responds. "I've got a request from your services." Cecil perks up. "Oh?" "Yes. From the kingdom a few towns over. It seems they want to kill one of the princesses, much like Seymour." Cecil nods. "I see. Where must I go?" The King hands him a paper with directions. "I'll have a carriage ready for you tomorrow, so for now look over what I gave you." Cecil nods, bows and heads back to his sleeping quarters.

"Your highess..." A guard called for her, "Your highness."

Cecilia spun around in suprise, caught with her guard down, and her mind broken from her reverie. She looked down at her black dress and smoothed the skirts out in order to regain her composure. It wasn't like her to let her guard down so often, but Cecilia felt she could relax bathing in the moonlight. Placing her usual mask on her face, she smiled.

"Yes?" She asked softly.

"Your father calls for you, your highness. The party has ended and he would like you to be there with your sister so that both of you can wish the guests farewell."

"I will be there right away."

Cecilia proceeded to follow the guard back inside where her sister ran up to her once Cecilia came into her sight in the ballroom. Elaine smiled at her brightly, taking her hand as they went to the doors and curtised for the guests. Elaine was the younger sister and it showed only to Cecilia when they were the center of attention. Although she knew her twin tried to grow out of it she still clasped onto Cecilia's hand in these situations. Elaine's own light dress contrasted with her own and so did some of their appearances which came down to their hair and how they acted around people. Elaine was blonde and thought of everything half-full. Cecilia had silvery green locks and changed views every once in a while.

Elaine tugged and released her hand as the last guest rode off in their carraige. Cecilia looked over at her twin with a gentle smile who smiled brightly in return.

"I'm quite exhausted." Elaine told her as she brushed her fingers through her long hair, "I'm going to retire. You should do the same, my sister, and goodnight."

"Goodnight to you, as well, Elaine. Sweet dreams."

Cecilia watched her sister walk away after she had bid her own goodnight. She followed suit and went to her own room after wishing her own parents goodnight. Once in her room, relief waved over her as she was glad that she could relax as she looked out the window.

Cecilio yawns, tired but unable to sleep. He sighs, deciding to look at the paper he was given. "This is similar to the Seymour case." Seymour was a prince, also with a twin. He chews his lip, seeing that his target was female. Not that he particularly cared, it was just a different killing style.

He reads the information well into the night. At around dawn, he finally lays down to get a bit of sleep. He sleeps soundlessly and also does not have dreams.

(I'm sorry! It looks so short compared to yours. -dies-)

Her blue eyes were content with watching the moon for the night and she ignored calls from one of the maids asking if she wished to change. She didn't bother to answer as she feigned sleep, but soon did the darkness envelop her from the exhaustion of keeping up with guests and dancing with a couple determined princes.

Cecilia shot up in her bed in cold sweat, still in her gown from the night before. She barely had nightmares and when she did she rarely had this sort of reaction. She brought a hand over her wrists as if trying to find the marks of chains on her. There was nothing there. A maid walked into the room as she slowly calmed herself down. The maid helped her out of her dress as she went to clean herself in the bath.

Wrapping her own arms around herself she thought of her nightmare. The people found out about the secret of the Raines monarchy and decided that they didn't want a monster princess. Cecilia had tried to run with the aid of her sister who did all she could, but in the end she was caught and chained in the Tower of the Damned, outcasted from her land and alone in the tower. She shook her head and tried to forget the nightmare.

Standing she got out of the bath to dry herself. She had classes in the morning and she didn't want to miss talking with her tutor.

(Don't worry about it, it's fine! -revives with a Phoenix down- I tend to go long in the beginning then go to what is really needed. Sorry for making it so long though. Never thought I would get carried away.)

Cecilio wakes up fairly early, as normal and gets up. He then slides into the shower carefully. He washes his long red hair and dries it. He puts it up into a loose ponytail and heads to the throne room.

Once there, he bows to the King. "What is my cover story?" The King sighs. "I've let a rumor that one of Ambrose's cousins is coming to visit. That cousin is you. Which means you need to wear the nicer clothes. And there's a ball this weekend for you to attend to get to know her. Cecilio nods. "Until then?" "You'll hear things about them." Cecilio nods again ant bows, going to get ready.

He packs a load of nicer clothing and puts his hair up nicer. He looks quite refined with his hair up. He smirks at his reflection. "Here we go, Ceic. We can't blow it." He carries his bags out to the carriage and gets it.

Cecilia wandered out of her room after dressing into her simple off-white dress. She was relieved that she didn't have to get dressed up everyday since holding up the appearence was tiring and she felt that she couldn't breathe. Although, she was glad that she wasn't as noticable as her sister was, which allowed her some breathing room, even if it was selfish of her.

She smiled once she reached the library, walking over to where her tutor always sat as he waited for her. Cecilia joined him and they had a small conversation before drifting to her studies.

Cecilio slips out of the carriage carefully, landing soundlessly on his feet. He goes to the door of the mansion and knocks. "I'm Cecilio Christial, my uncle was supposed to inform you of my impending arrival?" he says once the door opened. He woman nods. "This way, please." He follows her past the library, where he sees Cecilia working. He glances over her, as he passes, making mental notes. Once in the throne room, he bows. "I'm very grateful for your kindness, your Majesty." He tries not to roll his eyes at his own speech.

Cecilia looked over some texts with her tutor before telling Dr. Sullivan of her dream. Her teal orbs caught her tutor's shocked expression and the fake smile that spread on his lips as he tried to calm her fears. Unfortunately for him, Cecilia was not as naive as he thought she would be. But, she played along anyway since she wanted to believe that it was only just a dream and nothing could go wrong.

"By the way, Your Highness, a cousin of Ambrose is arriving today."

Cecilia tilted her head to the side, "Perhaps he has arrived by now, Doctor."

"Yes." He nodded with a smile, "Perhaps."

(So sorry for the late reply. I was sidetracked by a project that I put on myself.)

Cecilio leaves the throne room, once he's done being polite. He rubs his forehead, before heading back the way he came. He again walks past the library. He hums to himself, bored. He glances in the library again and sees Cecilia. He looks her over before walking again.

(It's fine. ^^)

The princess preoccupied herself once more with her studies, her tutor brushing aside further conversation of the guest. She didn't notice anyone new come into or pass the library, but she would have. It wasn't everyday that there was someone new walking around the castle, even though some had an audience with her father they never stayed long. Every once in a while she would look out and glance at the sunlit gardens.

Cecillio wanders around more, before finding the gardens. He walks around them absently, thinking about his charge. He hopes the boy is all right with out him. He wanders around the garden for a while, before going back to his room.