The Head Lord and the Rat Thief {Kamisato Ayato FanFiction}

Caiome was the ghost of any nation. You could never feel her presence, seeing her in a crowd was even harder, and you found out that the money from your pocket had disappeared only when you tried to look for it. She appears and disappears without leaving a trace. She steals from jewelry and valuable items to artifacts and important documents that she used only to play with the order of nations, and she watched everything from a distance, amused.

Caiome was never caught. She was nothing but a gust of wind blowing through the city in search of a new victim. She never aroused suspicions. She had a variety of masks that she wore as if they represented her genuine intentions. She speaks lies just as she speaks truth. No one posed a threat to her.

That's because, of course, she hadn't met the right adversary yet. And she didn't expect to be blackmailed with the most important thing she possessed.