A short story about a girl lost with no recollection of how or why she is where she is.

{Dark Obi AU||Obitine} He'd avoided her after he turned, ashamed of what he was, although he'd always taken care to make sure she was safe. But when his master fears that old feelings are conflicting with new purpose, everything suddenly changes, and he is forced to act lest she be destroyed. To save her, though, he must face her once again... *I do not own Star Wars, nor the fanart used on my covers/edits*

Mandarin Chinese★彡 All of the information are provided by a Chinese teacher, who is also Chinese •^• Please pay close attention, that's all it takes to learn Chinese! ☆*:.｡. o(≧▽≦)o .｡.:*☆

I am a fake. They call me the Lady Verra of Cornwall, but I am not. She never existed. Nevertheless, I was sent to Camelot to marry the heir of King Uther Pendragon. I am to bring peace in the form of an marital alliance to my kingdom or my sisters will die. I am to live out the rest of my life under scrutiny. Constantly afraid someone will figure out my false heritage. No matter how plush my pillows, I will never be comfortable. But why would Cornwall chose me when there are so many true noble women to chose from? Me, a commoner? A lie? I hear whispers in halls of Camelot, of discontent and rebellion. One that could be fatal to all of noble blood. If I reveal myself to these rebels, I could get my vengeance. I could escape this lie. But it might mean the death of those I love. Who should have my blade? The monarchs that trap me in a cage? Or the rebels that could doom me? ____________________________________________________________ Amazing cover by @Pennywithaney. ^_^