Cheshire

Jade stood against the wall of the lavish ballroom, her expression a mask of serene detachment. The grand party unfolded around her in a whirl of glittering gowns and clinking glasses, but her focus was singular.

She watched with cold, calculating eyes as her target sipped from a glass filled with a perfectly administered dose of poison. The subtle smirk that played at the corners of her lips was the only sign of her satisfaction. For now, she remained a shadow.