The Beautiful Thief

The Beautiful Thief

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My feet dance along the cobble stone street, silent in their march. Reaching out my left arm, I swiftly pull the small coin pouch from the man's side. He doesn't notice. No one ever does, not until it's too late anyway. Continuing on with my swift and silent motions, I grab another coin pouch. The weight of the coins makes me smile, and the clink of them are music to my ears. _________________________________________________ Set five hundred years into the future, the Old World now destroyed, kingdoms have taken over. They label the people of the world with colors. Adelaide Nash is a Grey. She thieves if need be, her mother working in the palace to pay back what Adelaide's father stole. When Adelaide returns home, her pockets bulging with coin pouches, she's met with a sickening sight.
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The blade of my hidden knife stops just a few centimetres from the prince's warm skin of his neck. He lays there, eyes closed and rhythmic breathing. His defined jaw relaxed and his teeth barely showing behind his pink lips. I hear voices coming from the hallway. I glance up at the door then back to the sleeping Prince. The door handle rattles, the guards yell from behind the wall. I bite my lip, balancing the blade just on the skin of the prince's neck. The door bursts open just as I slip out of the bedroom window into the cool midnight, no evidence of my attempt to assassinate the prince. ~~~~~~~~~~ Trained Assassin, skilled in over 4 martial arts, specialised in weaponry and one on one combat... And I couldn't kill the prince. So my question is, what stopped me? ____________________________________ "My chest literally hurts. This writing is phenomenal" - yellowdance13 "Oh my god I'm literally crying" - Campervangirl2000 "This book ticked all my boxes!" -bantaa14

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