The King's Assassin /Discontinued
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Last published Wed, Dec 16, 2015
Juliet was pulled away from her family at such a young age. Not knowing what was happening, she was thrown into the large basement of a king's residence. She was surrounded by darkness and could only hear the sound of her weeping self. Little did she know that she would be ordered to do the King's bidding.
*For any who recognize the character (From skyrim-nightingale armor) I really like the armor and it is the closest thing that reminds me of an assassin :/*
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