You’re a fugitive on the run from the royal crown after you’ve stolen jewels from the king, he sent his assassin after you. You think you’re safe in a foreign town when you feel a hand cover your mouth and a dagger press to your neck Don’t move or you die. He pulls you into the darkness but when he sees your face in the moonlight he’s taken aback I know you don’t I? he asks shocked
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