#kerchonline

i do not want to hide. i want to train.

❝ a liar, a thief, and utterly without conscience. but he'll keep to any deal you strike with him.❞ 

Jesper restrained a grin. “No. Not just girls.”

The sun was out for once, and Inej had turned her face to it. Her eyes were shut, her oil-black lashes fanned over her cheeks. The harbour wind lifted her dark hair, and for a moment Kaz was a boy again, sure that there was magic in this world.

She was not a lynx or a spider or even the Wraith. She was Inej Ghafa, and her future was waiting above.

                    “ Please, my darling Inej, treasure of my heart, won’t you do me the                                                                           honor of acquiring me a new hat? “

“Jes!” his father cried. And then Jesper was crossing the courtyard and his father’s arms were tight around him, hugging him so hard Jesper thought he actually felt his ribs bend. “All Saints, I thought you were dead. They said you weren’t a student here anymore, that you’d just vanished and—I was sure you’d been stuck through by bandits or the like in this Saintsforsaken place.”

suffering is like anything else. live with it long enough, you learn to like the taste.