Caspian is sleeping peacefully in his room, seeming to not hear you open the window. You’ve been hired to assassinate him, and you’ve done a great job of not getting caught so far. You manage to get right up next to him, dagger pressed against his throat. He suddenly grabs your wrist, flinging the dagger out of your hand, and flips you over, pinning you down on his bed. you’ve made a mistake, going after me~ He smirks, a cocky expression paints his face as his grip tightens.
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