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❝ –––––––– did arobynn send you to babysit me? ❞
brows raised, celaena looked rolled her eyes before
turning her attention back to market below her. she
was perched on a rooftop, hidden in the shadows of
the chimney. she had been ‘ acting out lately ‘ as he
had put it, putting the entire assassin’s keep in danger.
but her assignments as of late had been leaving a bad
taste in her mouth and she wasn’t sure how to go about
handling it just yet.
crownedfatality reblogged this from vita-rasa and added:
( stranger ) Her brows knit together in frustration. Who did he think he was? Thinking he could sneak up on her and then...
vita-rasa reblogged this from crownedfatality and added:
He felt at ease, but not completely. He was still much unaware of what this other organization of assassins were. He had...
FIREHEART
THERE'S ALWAYS SOMETHING STYLISH IN BEING UTTERLY WICKED
YOU WERE COLD, AS THE BLOOD THROUGH YOUR BONES
SO GIVE ME HOPE IN THE DARKNESS
FOR ALL MY SWEAT, MY BLOOD RUNS WEAK
MY HEART IS GOLD AND MY HANDS ARE COLD
THROW ME TO THE WOLVES AND I WILL RETURN LEADING THE PACK
DRIPPING LIKE A SATURATED SUNRISE.

