Leblanc let out a soft sigh as she received her orders. Impersonate a high ranking Demacian official? Thats way too high above something i should do. She looked down to see the dead official right at her feet. "than again" she whispered to herself. She sighed as she turned him around to see who it was. She stood up out of shock. " oh you have got to be!" she exclaimed. Jarven the 4th. The prince of demacia. Leblanc's hand connected to her face. "no no no no no no." She sighed. Yup i am screwed.She sighed again. " I sooooooo need a raise." She sighed as she touched the young recently dead prince's chest and felt her body shift. She blinked and looked down Her body was now that of the young prince. " well than..." she said as she let out a manly gasp as she realized her voice was now a deep and slightly manly voice. " well i guess i don't know what else i had expected." She looked around getting used to her new body as she tried to step forward before falling flat on her face knocking herself out.She awoke a few hours later. Slowly pushing herself up and on her new feet. " this will not be easy." she said still flinching upon hearing her new voice. "i will never get used to that." She took jarven's spear into her hand. She felt herself let out a heavy sigh. She ran into the shadows hoping that she wouldn't have to stay this way forever.
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The one behind the skin
FanfictionEveryone has their secrets. Leblanc has had to keep her true self hidden from everyone so long hiding behind a disgusting disguise of a man
