INEFFABLE | kaz brekker

chapter five

Early that morning, the Crows were on their way through Novokribirsk, West Ravka, in a carriage. Elham had the unfortunate pleasure of being squeezed in between Jesper and the Conductor.

Kaz peered at the Conductor. "I didn't hire you simply to get us across the Fold. You're with us because you smuggle Grisha out of the Little Palace, and that's the location of our target."

Elham felt a pang of guilt in her heart. She kept telling herself that she would tell Kaz about her abilities one day, that she would tell all of the Crows, but she didn't want to scare them away, or have them feel betrayed. She wasn't entirely sure of how to control her abilities herself, and she already hated her powers enough. At the Little Palace, she was frequently talked about. General Kirigan often referred to her as an anomaly, but she felt more like a freak. And people talked. When the time was right, she would fess up. But until then, it was her little secret.

Elham sat up straighter, leaning closer to Jesper and further from the Conductor. Jesper noticed her discomfort, scooting closer to the carriage wall to give her room to move over. Something about him unsettled her, and she knew Kaz didn't trust him, which furthered her discomfort. Kaz was grumbling about the Sun Summoner, or alleged one, and Inej was content to hold strong in her beliefs, that this was the Saint she was waiting for. Kaz changed the subject.

"You said you have a contact who can get us inside. A Heartrender."

The Conductor nodded.

"How do I know we can trust her?"

"Nina grew up there."

Elham sucked in a breath. One of her closest friends in the Little Palace had been a Heartrender named Nina. Elham had fled long before Nina had chosen to leave the Little Palace, and she had missed her very much. She was one of the only people in the entirety of Ravka who made her feel normal, wanted.

Elham tried to stifle her surprise at the name, but Kaz glanced in her direction anyways, raising a brow. "Most Grisha grew up in the Little Palace. Very few would betray their general, and fewer still would help foreigners kidnap their most prized possession."

The Conductor smiled. "Nina's a radical. Thinks Grisha should get to choose if they serve the Crown. She despises involuntary service more than she does Fjerdans."

Elham longed to see Nina, but she was secretly crossing her fingers, hoping she wouldn't find her in front of Kaz. Only Saints know how'd he react finding out his longest known friend was hiding the fact that she was secretly Grisha. As they approached the inn, Elham crossed her fingers a little tighter.

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Once in the room that Nina should have been occupying, Elham felt both a sense of relief, and dread. If she wasn't here, then where was she? The Crows walked around the room, looking for any sign of Nina.

The Conductor looked around, confused. "She knew to expect us."

"She isn't late, she's gone."

"Yes, but her things are all..." The Conductor lifted the bed sheet, moving the trunk off the bed, to reveal a small medal wolf's head lying in the sheets. He sighed, sounding distressed.

"Drüskelle. They are ruthless Grisha hunters."

Kaz scoffed. "Explains the Fjerdan krydda the innkeeper was counting when we arrived. It's likely he ratted her out."

"She's probably halfway to Fjerda on a ship right now."

Elham's heart sank, fearing the worst. She cursed herself for wishing that she wouldn't see her friend today, all because she selfishly wanted to keep her little secret. Now she would most likely never see her friend again. She added the Fjerdans who took her to her list of people she would come after.