My Desi Amandeep Gets Wild: Part 2

I immediately drew my sword and spun on my ambushers, slitting three throats in a slice. I winced and gritted my teeth and stayed down on one knee, panting heavily. Free porn Boring stuff nobles have to talk about. “Why are you here, assassin?”
“I’m not an assassin.” I lied, though it was strictly true- I didn’t kill for money. I put a belt on and stuck my array of weapons in scabbards and pouches until I looked and felt like a pure killing machine. The man before me was wearing a long black coat with black knee high boots and riding breeches and had silver hair and intent violet eyes like my own.