A convict with a thirst for revenge, a sharpshooter who can't walk away from a wager, a runaway with a privileged past, a spy known as the wraith, a heartrender using her magic to survive the slums, a thief with a gift for unlikely escapes, a ballet...
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"I can feel your heartbeat, heartbeat, heartbeat, you hate it that you love me."
— Heartbeat, Isabel LaRosa.
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The rest of the journey is spent rather uneventful and they find themselves at their desired location, heading from the rocky shore all the way up to the cliff side. Ice and snow was all they could see as they forced themselves to continue. Wind whipped at them and the coldness nipped at their skins but they persevered, despite Trixie's constant complaints about how the coldness was making her look washed out.
