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Stealing the heir's identity was an objectively bad thing to do, and she knew it. But who would know just how much trouble it would be to live peacefully? Hoping not to blow her cover, she joins the rebellion group, hoping to do some good for her home even though she has abandoned it.
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Aspen Cámit was down on her luck. A bandit, a misfit, abandoned. What hasn't she been called? But that all changes when she finds her opening point to a better life. Or at least, she thought. Blinded by the dream of luxury, she goes undercover (successful or not, you'll have to read to find out) and takes on the identity of the Kingdom's only princess, Irina Sankri.
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"Before we begin, would you do me the honor of telling me your name this time?" She thought about it before she replied.
"Aspen Cámit."
"Aspen." The word rolled off his tongue. "Why are you here?" She took a breath. The reason was quite simple. But she wondered if he would see it as such.
" I'm not here to cause you any problems. I'm only here because of what it offers."
"Which is?" He gestured for her to go on.
"Security. Everything along those lines; I saw a chance and simply took it." Her voice hardened towards the end.
He gazed at her, eyes in contemplative thought, before humming. "Then how about a deal?" His lips gave a curl of amusement.
"What would it be?" Distrust laced in her tone.
"All you have to do is assist me, and in return, you have my silence." She didn't know this man at all. They had just met, and he had already threatened her in the span of less than an hour. Trusting him would be foolish. But then again, what choice did she have?
"Assist you with what?"
"I guess you'll find out if you agree."
"And If I don't?" He tilted his head mockingly.
"I think you know."
Her eyes darkened as she weighed her options. It took no less than 10 seconds before she nodded, watching as a bleak grin broke out onto Vassir's face.
Updated 2x*Weekley*
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