starlight [lafayette x reader]
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  • Reads 959
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  • Parts 4
  • Time 49m
Ongoing, First published Apr 03, 2021
They've caught you this time; they really-

"I have a proposition for you," the officer says.

This isn't what you were expecting, but he's piqued your interest. "What kind of proposition?"

"A job offer," he says plainly. "Amerigo could use someone with your... skillset."

You snort. "The army needs a thief?"

He twitches slightly at your words. "No, not exactly."

"Then what?"

"It's classified until you agree."

-

It was never your intent to be anything more than a common thief, but fate -- and a rather attractive general -- has other plans for you. 

After a run in with a certain Francosian general, you're thrown into a world of deceit, war, and love as you navigate your way across the stars.
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