Rimson Blade & Withered Rose

She gave me her face, i gave her revenge. After my assassination failed, i ducked into a ruined chapel. I never expected to find a violated noble girl dying inside. Our eyes met, we both froze. We had the exact same face. She said she was the earl's daughter. Her stepmother tricked her out of the manner, lying her father was gravely ill at the northern border. Instead, she was taken here where the stepmother had paid rogues to rape her, then poison her. She reached out her hand. Don't look at me that way. I don't know how to save people. I'm an assassin, knowing only how to kill. Besides, I'm being hunted myself. I'm not asking you to save me. I'm about to die. I'll give you my identity to help you hide from your pursuers. Just Avenge ME, Please. I needed a new identity. The count's daughter was safe enough. Fine. I promise. I looked down at her limp hand. She died with resentment and pleading in her eyes. Consider it payment for your face. Footsteps outside the chapel. Two rogues, stinking of wine. Damn, that noble bitch was really something. Shame about the poison. Could have gone another few rounds. Their filthy words died the moment they found me and saw my face. Twins, TwinsNo. T W I N S Tonight Writing It Never Spares .

New one for us, lucky lucky day. Me first, I call dibs. First, fine by me. First time I've ever took slow. Hell, hell's been waiting. Two rogues on the ground, eyes bulging, bodies flopping like dying fish, broken throat, no air. They'll feel every second of it before they go. Filthy villains don't die easy. I searched their pockets, found a letter with wax seal. It was the earl's wolf crest, sloppy. Criminals don't leave evidence this obvious. Either my new stepmother is an idiot, or someone wants her to look like one. Either way, she lured Cecilia here. She doesn't get to walk away. I buried Cecilia in the yard, a stone from the altar to mark the grave. Then I dragged the rogue's bodies in front of it and set them on fire. I used my kit to become her needles powder, a fake mole by the eyebrow. An hour later, I looked into a puddle and saw Cecilia Rosenthal staring back. If it's just the snake pair stepmother and stepsister simple. I'll wear your face, smash their skin, then smash them. If there's a vulture above those snakes, I'll use the snakes as bait, then I'll kill them all. Cookie, horse entering, a crowd coming to catch a poor. Good, they're here, watch closely. Your name is going to become their tombstone. Cecilia, you have an assassin's avenging word.

A woman in a dark green cloak scanning the ground like a crow looking for carrion. What are you doing here? I smiled. Assassin waits for the right moment. Sis. why don't you answer mother? Is it true you ran. off with someone? Didn't mother tell me father was gravely ill. ask me to come quickly. I never. So someone used mother'. s name to lure me here, and mother just happened to show up with so many people. I received a tip. That rosenstein's daughter was misbehaving running off with a man. Misbehaving. So mother saying cecilia did this to herself sis. Why are you speaking? So strangely were you hurt? Tell us will help. It wasn't hurt but someone's trying to hurt me right now. I tell you will you help me sister? I understand your late mother's family fell. You are desperate to keep your engagement with edmund but you can't lie because of that. If bad thing happened, shouldn't the ones who hurt you face justice? You want justice for your sister? Of course, I... That's the interest for your sister. Cecilia.