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[   KAZ  BREKKER  DIDN’T  NEED  A  REASON.   ]       the boy they called dirtyhands didn’t need a reason any more than he needed permission  —  to break a leg, sever an alliance, or change a man’s fortunes with the turn of a card.

❝   […]   i  am  known  as  the  asher.   the  one  who  is  blessed.   i  am  the  guardian  of  souls  and  the  primal  god  of  common  men  and  endings.   I  AM  NYKTOS,  RULER  OF  THE  SHADOWLANDS,  THE  PRIMAL  OF  DEATH.       ❞    |     ©

“   what    are    you   going   to   do   kill    me?   ”

❝         with   kindness?      maybe.         ❞         cerulean   hues   roll   skyward.         ❝         of   course   i   don't   intend   to   kill   you,   ella,   don't   look   so   frightened.         ❞         sure,   the   prince   may   have   thought   about   it   a   time   or   two…      she   was   a   bit   of   a   pain,   but   he   would   never.      not   unless   she   gave   him   a   good   reason.