The Assassin's Charge
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  • Reads 273
  • Votes 6
  • Parts 8
  • Time 54m
Ongoing, First published May 26, 2015
It's been sixteen years. Sixteen years; no word about the future, no new orders, nothing. A person can only be expected to stick to their duties for so long. But, it's been nice. Quiet. No excitement, at all, which is fine with me. 
I have watched her grow and mature, and the differences I see are so stark that I cannot imagine how they will receive her. 
All that I can guess, is that they will be quite surprised with how it all turns out.

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An assassin has been watching over his charge, Anastasia Pace, for sixteen years. Her seventeenth birthday is fast approaching, and he knows that everything will change when that happens. But for now, he must stay hidden.
She cannot know that he is there, under any circumstances. If she discovers her truth before her time, there will be dire consequences; if she knows, they will find her. And if they find her, it would all have been for naught.

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