Blind Skies

━ Born to a family known as the talons in the Empire's eagle, Cécilia von Klaus was raised with a dagger in her hand and a mask on her face as a daughter born of the imperial assassin's bloodline, trained to kill and solely living to take orders from the royal family.

However, death was something that she was not interested in and wished to escape from the cruel life she was being forced into. Though as her talent was too great to simply let go, the Emperor instead made her the teacher of his youngest recluse of a son, Livius von Granzreich, who would later grow up to be an unstoppable tyrant who would yield before nothing to keep her by his side.

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Cécilia swallowed, aimlessly circling her fingers against the cool floor. Everything hurt. She had taken out so many of the enemies up against her, her hands stained permanently in that dark red colour that hurt her eyes.

Sighing heavily as he watched her in such a defeated position, Livius leaned down to kiss her, feather-light and ever-so-gently.

"Surrender," he whispered breathily in her ear. "For me. You've done so beautifully and done more than enough. You don't need to hurt for this anymore, you don't need to kill. I'll look after you."

That would be nice. She was so tired, and it felt so good not to fight. If only he wasn't such a dangerous thing himself that she had let come close.

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤSAMIRALULA01, 2019
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