Midnights Blade

Midnights Blade

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She walks among the shadows, They greet her as an old friend. Caressing her spine, her hair. They flow within her. Her power. She is darkness. She is death. Brought up in shadows the Midnight Assassin kills without mercy, murders without justice. Her only goal, vengeance. Her opportunity for revenge strikes when the crowns prince seeks her out at the twelfth clock strike, a bargain coating his tongue. The to-be King lurks in the darkness, hidden among the courtiers and unseen by the servants. His whole world changed when the deal is struck and the fate of the kingdom rests on the shoulders of the assassin, by will she betray? Will the kingdom crumble? A game of risks is played, only the future will reveal the outcome. Will midnight strike. Cover credit- @deviantART
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𝐇𝐄 𝐖𝐈𝐋𝐋 𝐄𝐈𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑 𝐁𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐊 𝐇𝐄𝐑, 𝐎𝐑 𝐒𝐇𝐄 𝐖𝐈𝐋𝐋 𝐓𝐄𝐀𝐑 𝐇𝐈𝐌 𝐀𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐓 ♚ ♚ ♚ This tells the tale of a girl born of a flame. With gold in her teeth and a smile full of murder, destined to be Queen. This tells the tale of a boy born of ice. With a smile made of sunshine and a head covered in frost, destined to smother the flame and become King. This is the tale of the shadows' arrival after years of damnation, returning from the darkness to reclaim what was once theirs. This is the story of how the shadows will rise as an army for a war waged by their mistress, in her vengeance and grief. This tale is of ice and flame, elements once tethered and whole, now broken and torn apart. This is the dance between frost and fire where they destroy and heal each other. Love and hate one another. And one where they rule over a blood-soaked world, together. Banding House with House And enemy with enemy To fight a war, they have no hope to win. 𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐒 𝐈𝐒 𝐀 𝐉𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑'𝐒 𝐂𝐑𝐎𝐖𝐍

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