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the assassin strode quietly through the castle, her footsteps
silent. her black hood was raised, concealing her golden hair.
she lived at the castle and was a member of the court, and if
anyone figured out who she really was, well, it wouldn’t end
very well for them.
but francis had summoned her, and as celaena slid through
the door and into his presence, she pulled her hood from her
head. raising a brow, she folded her arms over her chest in question.
❝ you called? ❞
sovereigncrown-blog reblogged this from crownedfatality and added:
“Perhaps - what is the worst that can happen?” He chuckled slightly at the thought. A bit of rest would do him some...
crownedfatality reblogged this from sovereigncrown-blog
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.

