"𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙞'𝙡𝙡 𝙪𝙨𝙚 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙖𝙨 𝙖 𝙬𝙖𝙧𝙣𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙨𝙞𝙜𝙣, 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙞𝙛 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙩𝙖𝙡𝙠 𝙚𝙣𝙤𝙪𝙜𝙝 𝙨𝙚𝙣𝙨𝙚 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙣 𝙮𝙤𝙪'𝙡𝙡 𝙡𝙤𝙨𝙚 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙢𝙞𝙣𝙙"
in which a half shu girl from
ketterdam travels and
discovers a hidden truth
insid...
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"At least not alone, not anymore Not since I found what I never went looking for." — Lost My Mind, Alice Kristiansen
KAZ BREKKER didn't need a reason, but he needed a reason as to why the Vixen hadn't returned from her mission from Novokribirsk. She had told him she'll be back after four days, it had been 2 weeks now. He hadn't received a letter from her either, Inej and Jesper haven't received a letter as well.
Kaz caught sight of Jesper by the bar and he limped towards him, his cane thumping against the wooden floors of the Crow Club. He was wearing his neat and tailored suit, he looked like a rich merchant. Although he dressed like one to mock them, he added his leather gloves he always wore to prevent from touching anyone.
"Any word from Nadia?" Kaz asked him, his blue eyes burning at the side of Jesper's face. Then his gaze suddenly switched to the sea of drunk people.
Their yells of frustration and joy echoing the club from their losses or wins from gambling. It was never quiet in the Crow Club, one of the reasons why Kaz would be cooped up in his room. He would only leave for a mission or meeting. He knew Nadia would occasionally join him with reading a book in one of the collections he retrieves from his missions, the girl would sometimes go with Inej to spy on people or practice throwing knives and on an occasion, she would join Jesper with gambling and win him money.
"Nothing from Nads." Jesper shook his head as his elbows rested on the counter of the bar.
"Nads?" Kaz looked towards the tall Zemeni sharpshooter, who was fiddling with his precious revolvers that seemed to be a part of him. His blue eyes focused on one of his Crows.
"Kaz, she'll be fine. She has a badass sword and her dagger with her. There's a reason why she's called the Vixen of the Barrel or Brekker's Fox." The sharpshooter gave his boss a charming boyish smile, his boss' face remained cold and impassive.
Kaz knew the fox could take care of herself. She had the taste of the real Ketterdam streets since she was 12 years old. She may act ruthless to those who would underestimate her or anyone who would harm any of her friends, but she still had the same soft heart he knew she had since he met her and since Jesper knew her. He didn't know how she kept her kindness or innocence within her, Ketterdam turns you into a criminal with no innocence left in your body and somehow she still had it in her. She was stronger than she looked, stronger than most people don't give her credit for, especially with her brown doe eyes and curly black hair as well as her pale face and the bags underneath her eyes. She always looked sick or exhausted since he met her, but she had strength and agility within her.
When he first met her, she had the face of a nice and pretty girl with a picture of naivety and purity which was unusual in Ketterdam, but he knew it gave her an advantage. People would fall on their knees for girls like her, men especially. People would fall for the lies that fell on a pretty girl's lips, which again was a reason why he chose her to be a part of the Dregs. A Crow. She had the red fur coat with delicate paws and amber eyes that turned into slits when hunting. She was a nightmare dressed as a daydream, a predator dressed as a prey.
