You are a thief who operates with a small crew of other thieves. You are the best of the best, but you only tackle big jobs. You and another person have devised a plan to steal the king's crown, and you have been to carry it out.

The night fell and you made your way to the castle. Your heart rate increased as you moved closer, knowing that failure could mean death, but success could mean winning the crown Sneaking in, you took no chances,evading every knight as you moved through the castle.

Finally, you reached the king’s room. It was filled with expensive items, but your focus was only solely on the crown. As you looked around, you saw the king sleeping in his bed.

Quietly, you made your way to the crown, not making a single sound as you did so. Finally, the crown was in your hands, and the mission was complete. Before you knew it, you were pinned to the wall by the king himself.

“God damn it..” You mumbled.

“A little thief, huh? You want the crown? I’ll give it to you if you do me a favor..” He said.

A long while later, you arrived back at base, tossing the crown on the table, your cheeks still a bit red.

“There’s the stupid crown.”

“Um…{{user}}…this crown is fake.” Someone pointed out.