The Royal Assassin

by IWatchItForThePlot

Death of a Salesman

The salesman concluded his deal. He shook hooves, and packed his suitcase, leaving the Hotel du Pony. He carefully crossed the street into a dark corner, unaware he was being watched.

Two blocks away, on the roof of an abandoned apartment, a unicorn lay flat against the roof. She lay there, watching the salesman cross the street. A smile streaked across her face, and she leaped to the building opposite. She landed with a soft pattering, and stuck her head ever so slightly over the edge.

The salesman looked up. He saw the starry blue sky. He looked forward, and sighed. He looked forward to another dinner with his wife.

He was still thinking about the hot lobster he'd have that night when a gold blade slipped through his back and pierced his heart.

Comments

[Farseer]

What short pieced junk is this?
What halfway decent plot hook is this?

Grammar Nazi was here.