In 1400 AD, a secret organisation named the Order Of The Serpents was formed to protect and maintain a balance between good and evil. As its' reign over the country became more apparent, another organisation formed, The Unknown Council, wanting to s...
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Brotherhood: an association or community of people linked by a common interest, religion, or trade.
A/N: I forgot to mention that this doesn't happen in the US if it wasn't obvious enough before! Just thought I would clarify
Warning: swearing
"(Y/N) get up," A voice ordered as curtains slid open. The girl released a loud groan as she recognised the silhouette of the manly figure contrasted by the intense sunlight rays behind him.
"What? why?" The girl grumbled.
"Do you pay attention? I told you we would talk about the events of yesterday," He scoffed, shaking her body until she was fully okay.
"Yeah okay, OKAY, LUCAS I GET IT!" She roared, pushing him away from her. He chuckled amusingly, putting his arms in front of himself like he was trying to tame a lion, which, in a way, he was.
"No hard feelings?" He smirked amusingly.
"For real? Are you serious? ONE DOES NOT WAKE SOMEONE UP LIKE THAT! IT'S YOUR TIME TO BE EXECUTED!" She yelled, rolling off the bed and running towards him. In her tired state, she was quickly pinned against a wall.
"Let me go!" She squirmed.
"This is no time to be fighting, I'll need (Y/N) to tailor her assassin gear, so if you will please excuse yourself, Lucas," Gabriela snapped their attention towards her, the sudden voice making both people jump out of their skin.
Lucas backed off from her, a playful smirk on his lips as he winked at her and walked out of the room, nodding to Gabriela as she glared at them.
The woman closed both doors behind her to maintain their privacy before turning back to the girl.
"Strip," She demanded.
*****
(Y/N) sat outside patiently. She was so curious to know what they were talking about but Andrés changed his mind and decided that he needed to confess a few things to her afterwards so she would be in check.
"Dismiss," She distinguished through the door, she scurried away from it, leaning against the wall as if she was only waiting for the meeting to end.
"(Y/N)," The man in question called out as her familiar bodyguards, and a few other men that she suspected were her hosts', strolled out. The girl stood up, dusting the back of her newly designed clothes and nodded to him, marching towards him with her arms behind her back.
The man closed both doors simultaneously before walking back to a desk and sitting down opposite her.
"Look, (Y/N)," He sighed, pinching the bridge of his nose as he closed his eyes shut before letting his arm fall on the desk.
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