The Assassin and The Crown.

This is a story that has been collecting dust, but I am finally deciding to put it out there.

I honestly am only publishing it for my amazing friend @cloudytears_xx because of her own book and hearing her love/ideas have inspired me to pick up the pen and paper and get my creative juices flowing again. I love this story a lot, even though it has been shelfed for some years, it has never left my head and I am excited to finally get it out. I only hope I can truly do it justice.

The first few chapters are old and written by a younger me, so they may have errors of many kinds or may be changed when I go back to revise story tones or events (nothing major that'll impact the story in the future or feel disconnected so no worries.)

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Azazel has survived her whole life in the wilds, only being seen by those who pay her or those she kills - and she prefers it that way. But when she is given no choice but to go back to lands that she wanted nothing more than to leave behind, traveling through lands unraveling at the seams with unwanted tag-a-longs, her fiercely protected and isolated world begins to crack.

Old memories stir, and festering wounds make themselves known. And the men that surround her refuse to leave her to battle her enemies alone.

Because in the world across from the kingdom of Kelafaio, a truth waits for her - one powerful enough to shake the very ground they stand on and dangerous enough to destroy her.

Some secrets aren't meant to stay buried.
Especially when they belong to her.