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I get up slowly, amdist the shattered remains of the pitcher. The room
spins as I stand up. I wince in pain as I touch the back of my head. The
sheet which covers me is stianed with what was left of the wine in the
pitcher, as well as another red substance. Blood. But not mine. I then
notice the bloody knife. I gasp and remember what has happened.
Not far from me, in a pool of blood, is the body of the Sultan, struck down by that vile assassin. His eyes are open, an expression of horror etched onto his lifeless face. The sight of him there unnerves me, especially considering what we'd been doing only hours earlier. I turn away, feeling like I'm about to cry, or vomit, or both. I look around the room for signs of the assassin, but it appears he's made a clean getaway. I suppose I'm fortunate he didn't kill me too. But there's a reason for that. He's set me up to take the fall for this! After all, being recently enslaved, I suppose I will be seen as having a motive, as well as not being well known or trusted. He's covered his tracks well. I'm the only one, as far as I know, who's even seen him, and with his mask and diguise I couldn't identify him anyway. I imagine he may be a guard or other important figure who would've had relatively easy access to the Sultan's chambers. There is a loud banging on the main door, which thankfully is still locked. But whoever's on the other side is being very persistent. Their muffled shouts of concern, "Your Majesty! Are you ok? Please answer!" followed by more banging. Another voice, more authoritative, says "No good. We'll have to break it down." They will get in here sooner or later, and I need to decide what to do. They are not going to be in a pleasant mood when they find their leader dead. I'm innocent, but can I really explain what has happened? Will they take my word for it? I rather doubt it. After all, I'm just a harem slave, and this was their Sultan. I'm not sure what code of laws they have here, or if, as slave, I'd even be entitled to a fair hearing under them. Escape options are limited as well. There's the courtyard outside, with the high walls, or the door leading back to the harem. I quickly return to the bedside to retrieve my clothes from where the Sultan discarded them last night. Just as I finish putting them on, I hear a loud crash as the main door begins to give way.
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