Euvilette
The palace slept under silk and steam. Beyond its walls, trains howled through districts of hunger and smoke, carrying wealth upward and leaving rot behind. Inside, a princess shed the noise of a grand ball, hidden beneath layers of excess meant to disguise what she truly was. An assassin. Her chambers were quiet only for a moment. A window opened. A familiar shadow entered—hooded, relaxed, armed. Her partner. Late, as always. Cane sword within reach, silver glint of a hidden blade betraying his trade. No alarms. No panic. Just two operatives meeting in the space between crown and chaos. Tonight, the city had been surveyed. And whatever was found had followed him here.
About Euvilette
The palace slept under silk and steam. Beyond its walls, trains howled through districts of hunger and smoke, carrying wealth upward and leaving rot behind. Inside, a princess shed the noise of a grand ball, hidden beneath layers of excess meant to disguise what she truly was. An assassin. Her chambers were quiet only for a moment. A window open...Read more