Obviously, he could not do something like that. He groaned out loud as his tail lashed in annoyance. "I can't show you Rachel. This is all classified information." That got her to sit up straight. "How classified!?" she asked him in a rare show of concern. "We'd both be court martialed and thrown in the deepest hole they could find." he said with all seriousness he could put in his voice. "Are you sure you can handle your mission? You might have assassins on your team, but can they be trusted to pull through?" she asked with just as much seriousness. He clasped his hands together on the desk. "You figured it already? Sharp eye. I was sure it would take as couple of days before they slipped up enough to caught." he complimented. She scoffed and said "Days!? Get lost! After the training we all got from Father and the others, as well as the lives we lead now, I'd have to be blind to not know a killer when I see one!" Kenny smirked and said "Don't worry about them. Trust me when I saw that they've been born for this type of job." "You didn't answer me. Do you trust them or not?" she crossed her arms.
It was no use. "I trust these four. Three more are coming in the morning. I don't have a clue whether I can on not. Look out for them and make sure that they don't get in too much trouble. They can get very naughty if you don't correct them with some discipline." She raised an eyebrow at that. "What the fuck are you thinking!? You're bringing killers over to meet your mother and my father!? You better have this shit under control! You'll be the first one whose neck I'll snap if you get them hurt." Kenny glared at her. "You really think I wouldn't kill them first!? Last time I checked, I was quicker on the draw than you!" That pissed her off. "Please. We all know you only got to where you are because Father saw your twinkle toes and knew that was the only way you'd advance!" she growled as she stood up and towered over him. Kenny shifted the chair away. "I'm serious! You can't be back here! These are important!" he said as he tried to cover them with his own body. Her eyes glowed and said "Move it." He was seized with a feeling of submission. He could not disobey her. His back straightened up against the chair.
The files were in full view. Rachel took them from his lap and placed them on the desk. "If you think some court martial is going to keep me from keeping my house and family safe, you're insane." she growled. Kenny tried to talk her out it, but she just rolled her eyes. With a powerful slap from her tail, she knocked him to the floor. "What the-" was all he got out before she wrapped her tail around his face to cover his mouth. Kenny was muffled. That pissed him off and was going to get up when the tail tightened on his jaw. "Just stay there for a bit, my lord. I have some reading to do." she mocked before turning back to the files. He knew that he was not going to get out of it without causing even more of a ruckus. The last thing that he needed was for a servant or one of their parents to hear them and intervene. The less leaks for the information that got out, the better it would be for everyone in the house. It took an hour for her to finish reading. She let him go and dragged him to his feet. Rachel was furious and her eyes glowed. "Fucking explain!" she demanded and bent him over the desk backwards.
A whimper escaped his lips. She brought a fist down by his head that got him to flinch. "Talk!" she snapped. "I told you! These are my missions. I have a week to manage as many of these as possible. I will be busy with all their requests. The guys tomorrow will be carrying them out. I'm just there to manage them and point them in the right direction." he said. She glared and said "Is this what you've been doing all this time to get your advancements? If so, you're fucked! If I were you right now, I'd retire quick fast and in a hurry. You're going to get yourself killed." The glow in her eyes faded as she looked upset. Kenny slapped the arms holding him on the desk and stood up. "I have work to do. Even after the week, I have a new assignment. I'll tell everyone at dinner tomorrow." he said as he straightened his clothes. She was going to say something when a knock on the door made them snap to the sound. "Milord, Mistress? Is everything alright in there?" a servant asked. "Yes. Come in. I have instructions for you and all the other staff. Rachel was just leaving us." The door opened and the servant walked in.
