Lucy's pov
"Asher. Finish up your brain alterations. He cannot have any recollection of the night. That is, if we want the queen's men to find him."
"I will do my best, my lady."
"Thank you, Asher."
Asher walked over to the man with long, confident strides. With a swift motion, he picked up the man and pinned him agains the wall of the small building. He then began to speak.
"You,
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Creed
Teen FictionLucillea Amethyst Creed. That's my name, but call me that and I will most definitely kill you. So instead, please call me Lucy. I was born in to the Nobel Creed family in the Victorian era. Sure, on the outside I may look like a normal
