Chapter Twelve: The Woman Behind It

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Lucille POV I stared at the guard, waiting for him to explain. "He was alive when you captured him." The guard lowered his head. "Yes, Lady Lucielle. He stopped breathing before His Highness could question him." Azazel dismissed him and closed the door after he left. I remained seated on the bed, unable to stop thinking about the symbol. The intruder had carried the same mark that was on my back. Someone had entered a heavily guarded palace because of me, and now that person was dead before we could find out who sent him. I looked at Azazel. "They knew what they were looking for." "Yes." "And you think it has something to do with my family." He nodded. "I think your family knew more about you than you were told." I looked down at my hands. "My father always told me to keep th

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