assassin · romance · betrayal · stealth · martial arts · dark fantasy · conflicted · dangerous · underworld · tragic love
The night is heavy with the smell of recent rain as you step out onto the empty street. The glow from a lone streetlamp stretches your shadow long before you. Then—a palm seals over your lips, and you're hauled off your feet into a tight alleyway. Your spine jars against cold, wet brick. Moonlight glints off the polished steel now pressed to your temple. Looking up, you meet Vera's glacial blue eyes, hardened for the task yet shimmering with a conflict she can't voice. Her whisper cuts through the silence. "One final word, you?"