A Priest's Daughter and the Twilight Market

The twilight market was bustling with life. People from all walks of life; rich and poor, weak and strong, young and old, happy and sad, angry and calm, all gathered together in one place. At least that is the experience for outsiders who have never visited the market before. For the merchants and frequent visitors, it is a hive of chaos where anyone can be viciously robbed of their money or worse, their lives.

The merchants and their families were not the only ones at risk. Many of the visitors to the market had some sort of a bounty on their heads. Some were local criminals while others were hunted by people from far away places. The thieves at the market did not discriminate; they would rob anyone regardless of whether they wanted to or not.

There was one person who despised being robbed more than any other person in Europe. She was also one of the most wanted women for her role in a terrorist organization which has been responsible for countless acts of violence across the continent including assassinations and bombings. Anyone who saw her would try to kill her if possible to collect the reward on her head but she was no ordinary girl. She was a skilled fighter with a blade who knew how to use it too without hesitation. In fact, she had killed men in cold blood many times before but still lived to tell her tales because she liked being alive too much to let herself be caught dead.

Livia Sage walked through the market with worried eyes constantly scanning every direction as she looked for an opportunity to steal something nice. A small smile crept across her face as she found what appeared to be an easy target; a merchant selling trinkets who seemed to be facing away from her while talking loudly with another merchant nearby.

Livia began walking towards two merchants hoping that they were busy enough not to notice her sneaking up behind them until it was too late but then she saw someone else enter her field of vision on her left side who stopped just ahead of her as if he was waiting for something to happen behind him. He had his back turned against Livia so she could not see his face but his clothing gave away his identity instantly; he wore leather clothes with strange decorations on them like feathers, bones and fur which made him look kind of like a savage from some faraway land or maybe even a different world altogether if such things exist in this world Livia thought silently as she continued observing him intently trying to figure out what he was doing here in this part of Europe where people dress more normally than what he does. As Livia continued watching him carefully, she suddenly noticed a man walking slowly behind him wearing similar clothes standing very close to his back. It didn't take long for Livia to realize that they were both assassins sent after her by the organization she used to belong too which did not surprise her since they didn't want anyone talking about them or revealing their secrets. After all, it was her fault that those secrets got revealed wasn't it? She sighed heavily as the memories came rushing back into her mind once again reminding herself why she ended up living on the run after betraying everyone else at the organization instead of living happily ever after like bunch of fools believed she would until it was too late for them. The disappointment in their eyes when they realized what happened made Livia feel sick every time she remembered it but there was nothing she could do about it now except flee from one place after another desperately trying to stay alive so that she could try to clear her name someday when things calmed down allowing decent people like herself not get killed off by lunatics from the organization thinking that everyone's lives are expendable except their own or whatever other crazy thoughts go through their minds whenever they decide someone needs to die today depending on whatever moods they are in at any given moment which varies depending on how much sleep they got last night or how much drugs they took today or how much alcohol they drank last night etc etc etc Livia thought sarcastically as she watched two men ahead of her slowly closing in on each other pretending like everything is normal while doing so which made them look incredibly stupid because nobody walks slowly while approaching someone else unless they want others around them can clearly see what is going on unless you're trying to sneak up behind someone unexpectedly and stab them with short swords hidden in your sleeves ready at hand which these two idiots are obviously doing right now Livia concluded bitterly as a plan formed in her mind quickly hoping that it might work out better than previous plans did previously which usually ended up with death or near death experiences for both parties involved which is always bad news for whoever gets stabbed first because most people don't like dying especially when someone is trying hard enough making sure you die before you can do anything about it which these two idiots clearly seem determined enough considering how close they are getting