(𝐊𝐀𝐙 𝐁𝐑𝐄𝐊𝐊𝐄𝐑 𝐗 𝐅. 𝐎𝐂)
❝︎Why didn't he see
it coming?❞︎
BORN A PRISONER, TURNED INTO
one of the best soldiers of the Second
Army was Vera Sokolov, a Fjerdan
girl born with Shadow Sum...
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THE DOCKS OF Fifth Harbor was quiet this time of night. Drakonasha was the name of the ship they were on, and it was quite a large vessel.
Even though Inej was so quick she could likely ditch the blonde completely and have the ship completed in a blink, the woman stayed beside Vera who helped provide more cover. The shadows spread unusually large, and even the mindless workers of Pekka's who walked around the boat had commented about how dark the night was.
While Inej made her way up to the top of the halyards for a better look of the ships patrolling schedule, Vera simply found an opening to rush onto the deck. As Inej dropped to the ground via rope, Vera finally caught up with her.
"We have five minutes." Inej informed, checking their surroundings again.
"Then let's be quick." Vera returned.
The two began to spray everything that they knew the workers would even graze. Cups, candles, ropes, handles.
As they stood next to the wheel of the ship, there was a strange sound. Amongst the men's chatter and random birds in the distance, a baby was crying. The two girls looked at each other, trying to see if they were hearing something. Once they realized they both had heard it, they snapped into action.
Down the stairs and around the corner there was a strong door. The baby's cry was coming from it. "What are you doing?" Vera paused, watching Inej as she got closer to the door. She looked around, checking the area behind her to make sure there wasn't a guard behind them.
"Hello?" Inej called out when her face was against the door.
"Help us, please." A woman's voice came from the other side.
Inej turned to Vera who had a complicated expression on her face. "I have to help them," Inej decided.
Vera looked between the girl and the door, understanding why she felt that way. "We're on a tight clock. We can't be spotted." She warned.
Inej turned away from the door, moving closer to Vera as to keep their voices down. She stuck a hand out, "So we won't." At Vera's hesitant expression, and her turning away, Inej planned, "Give me the note, I'll get it to the driver. Finish spraying everywhere. Go ahead. He wants you there."
