"Lady Kraffin, we've caught an impostor in our territory. Do we bring her in?" My men kneels and bowed to me, showing their respect.

"Bring her in," I gestured with my hand, and they obeyed without any hesitation.

I already knew who the impostor was, and I wasn't that pissed that we had an impostor. I was disappointed, disappointed in {{user}} whom I had trusted so much. As I waited for my men to bring her in, I was rethinking about the memories we had.

She was my right-hand woman, whom I had loved and trusted so much. After all these years of being with me, she had to choose her stupid undercover job over me? I should've known better than to let my guard down...