The King glared at him, as if personally insulted that Alan would insinuate that his security was anything but perfect. Alan suppressed the urge to roll his eyes as the King rolled into his tirade. Alan tuned out all but the last line.<br/><br/>"Our defenses are immaculate, there's no reason to give you the specs." He snapped. Alan pushed himself off the wall and stood with his feet shoulder with apart and drawing himself up to his full height of 6 foot 8.<br/><br/>"That may be, but I guarantee you that you have never looked at them though the eyes of an assassin. I'll see things that normally wouldn't be caught." The Kings face turned red as if Alan had once again insulted him. Alan sighed seeing that this was getting nowhere. "Never mind. I'll inspect the grounds myself." He said and the King seemed opposed to even that but Alan didn't really care. The King had hired him but now with a difficult princess and a king who seemed to want his blood, it didn't look like this was going to be the easy mission his father had promised.<br/><br/>At that moment the princess excused herself but as she turned he heard her speak in her native language:<br/><span style="font-style: italic">"Freakishly large giant is supposed to protect me? ...Like that's not conspicuous."</span>Alan's temper flared for a moment and he decided to respond.<br/><br/><span style="color: #FF0000">"You do realize that assassins know most of the languages in he galaxy right <span style="font-style: italic">Princess</span>? I'll be sure to let my parents know that you think I'm to tall."</span>he couldn't keep the aggravation out of his tone, if she wished to insult him the least she could do was have the guts to say it to his face. Even though she hadn't really insulted him at all, Alan had always hated it when people switched their languages hoping he wouldn't understand them. Like he was really dumb enough to walk onto a planet without knowing the culture or language.<br/><br/>All Alan wanted to do now was get to whatever quarters they had provided for him and then call his team. But that would be a long way off since the Kings face was purple with rage. He stalked towards Alan with the fires of rage in his eyes. Even though Alan was taller then him by at least 6 inches the King stopped right in front of him and shoved him backwards. Alan didn't give an inch but he suppressed the urge to throw the king across the room and leaving right then.<br/><br/>"You will not speak to my daughter in such a tone, you stupid, worthless, scum!" Spit flew from the kings lips and landed on Alan's chest, but Alan didn't even see it as his vision flashed red. He wanted to knock the King out and he clenched his fists and lifted his left arm to do the deed. But, he knew if he took that action the King would not only fire him but try to get him killed, and if he did that Alan would have to fight his way out. That was the absolute last thing he wanted and he focused on controlling his breathing as the King tried to shove him again. Alan grabbed his hands to make him stop and the King jumped back as if Alan had tried to bite him. Alan sneered and dropped the Kings hands allowing his anger to show.<br/><br/>"Your majesty, if you would please refrain from psychically assaulting me, I'm sure we will have far fewer problems." Alan stepped back before continuing "Now, if you could show me to where I'm staying perhaps I can start doing my job." Alan said his voice completely back to normal, as if he hadnâ€™t just told the King to fuck off in the most polite way he could.