Emily Pardo

From the Journals of Zame the Queen Slayer

I heard them before I could even see what was happening. The heavy pounding of feet along with the metallic clash of swords and armor grew louder with each passing step. The front door suddenly swung open, allowing several intruders to barge into my home at once. Swarms of the Queen's Guard came pouring into my house like some kind of tsunami of death. They came wearing all black. Their faces were cold, dark, and fierce.