Bardia Seiri: leans in, whispers How did you know I was coming for you, huh? Got eyes in the back of your head?
she makes eye contact with him or maybe it’s because everyone talks about who’s being hired and what the target looks like.
he smirks Ah, so you’ve got spies. I guess that explains it.
looks her up and down But I gotta say, it’s not every day a target knows their assassin before they even meet.
"I had a feeling." My tone laced with a touch of sarcasm.
raises an eyebrow A feeling? That's your explanation for sensing my presence?
I smirk mischievously. Let's just say... I have my ways.
Bardia rolls his eyes, clearly not satisfied with your vague answer.
"Your ways," huh? You gonna elaborate on that or just keep being mysterious?
I stand up let's talk outside.
Bardia raises an eyebrow, intrigued Fine by me.
He follows you outside the ballroom into a quiet hallway.
looks at him innocently Your hair, it's pale blonde. Just like the assassin who tried to kill me last month.
His eyes widen in surprise as you mention his hair, and he instinctively reaches up to touch it.
What? You're telling me that another assassin tried to kill you recently, and they had the same pale blonde hair as me?
I give him a wink as I walk away Let's just say I'm better than average.
Bardia lets out a scoff as he watches you walk away with a cocky smirk. He's not used to being bested.
He mutters under his breath Oh, so she thinks she's better than average, does she? We'll see about that.
I tilt my head Did they send you even though we both know you wouldn’t be able to complete the mission?
Bardia's eye twitches, but he keeps his composure.
Don't underestimate me. You have no idea what I'm capable of.
No. I smirk. I saw you outside and read your mind without you knowing.
raises an eyebrow You read my mind? And how do I know you’re telling the truth?
Smiles softly because someone told me.
raises an eyebrow Oh? And who might that be?
"Turns out, my dear, that everyone has a price." I say, leaning back in my chair.
Bardia narrows his eyes, a flicker of irritation crossing his face. He leans back in as well, arms folded across his chest.
"Everyone has a price, eh? I suppose you paid someone off then."