Rating: T
Warning(s): eventual violence
Word Count (for this chapter): 4250, give or take.
Summary: The last thing a taciturn assassin expects to find in the lonely hills of rural Scotland is a coffin in the ruins of a castle, housing a sleeping knight. Nor does he expect that one good deed will throw his life into jeopardy, and that his fate will be intertwined in a seven hundred year-old tale of valor and redemption. SLASH.
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Notes: I'm going to just place it here, without further ado (no, I don’t like promoting things even if it’s kind of related to my job, these days). This is a collab/cowritten project with
scribblestorm. It's something that started out with a dream of mine, and grew into something much bigger. I think it goes without saying that feedback/comments would be much appreciated, especially in regards to this project :)