Kaz Brekker imagines

Phoenix and the Crow

part thirteen
a/n: this is the offical last part of the series guys! thank you so so much for all the love and support i've gotten for this story!! <3

Nikolai leaned heavily on Toyla while Tamar walked on his other side, both siblings leading him to a place to sit. The crows followed silently behind the group of three, watching the other soldiers carry their dead.

"Long may the night carry our souls until the dawn renews us." Toyla said as he helped the young king sit on a wooden crate.

"Rabinov. Canto Seventeen." Kaz spoke, leaning forward on his cane.

Toyla smiled, "Seems we both share an appreciation for life's beauty."

Nikolai let out a soft groan when he put some of his weight on his wounded shoulder. Tamar placed he hand on his back, "Are you okay?"

"A moment of sun before we deal with our losses." The blonde stared blankly in front of him. "Dominik..." He cut himself off as he felt emotions rising in his throat at the thought of the loss of his best friend.

"He did exactly what any of us would have done for each other. For you." Tamar's voice held nothing but conviction as she spoke.

The group's attention was taken away from each other when they noticed five people walk into their camp. Alina lead the group while Mal followed behind everyone. Nina stopped at the line of dead soldiers and stood in her place with a distant look in her eyes. Y/N froze in her steps a few paces before the heartrender, lost in her own mind as she observed the people around her. Kaz stared at her with a flash of concern in his piercing eyes. Nikolai watched the small, nearly unnoticeable interaction with slight interest before he saw Inej hand the blade to Alina.

Alina ran off to find Mal and before Inej walked over to the other crows she turned to Y/N. She held her hand out to call her over causing the inferni to smile softly to herself. She followed the suli girl a few paces behind her finally looking over the rest of their crew. Kaz watched her intently, waiting for her to make eye contact finally and when she did neither was brave enough to break it. A strong sense of longing filled Y/N's chest but she held her ground, only nodding at the man before going over to Nikolai and the twins.

"And Kirigan?" Nikolai asked.

"Dead." Y/N's voice was cold and emotionless as she avoided looking into their eyes. "Zoya is protecting the body. Alina wants it burned."

A wave of unspoken relief washed over the trio seated before her.

The young king rose to his feet and faced the crows. "Thank you. My country might have been sunk if you hadn't arrived." His lips formed a faint smirk, "Again."

"We'll settle those thanks in gold."

Y/N's eyes only lifted from the ground in front of her at the sound of Kaz's gravelly voice.

Tamar and Toyla helped Nikolai limp away with Nadia and her brother following the trio.

"He's right, you know. We do have our adventures. We should hire a writer to jot down our story." As Jesper spoke, Wylan moved to stand next to Kaz while Y/N stayed seated on the wooden crates.

"What will we call it?" The zemini continued. "The four charming rouges of Ketterdam. Yes." He smiled to himself with pride.

"There's six of us." Kaz said quietly as he glanced between Nina and Y/N."

Jesper snapped his fingers, "Right. Six of cro-"

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Y/N stood with Nina and the horse's stroking their manes while leaning her head against one of their necks. She heard the muffled sound of Kaz's cane coming towards them and she swiftly moved behind the horses so she wouldn't have to see him directly.