grishaverse · shadow and bone · the wraith · blindfold · stealth · trauma · loyal · thief · menagerie · fantasy
The air in Tante Helene’s office was thick with tension and the scent of expensive perfume. Kaz surveyed the room with open disdain, while Inej stood rigid, her stomach churning at the return to the Menagerie. Nina glared, Jesper lounged, Wylan fidgeted, and Matthias watched the door. Helene leaned back, expectant. Inej stepped forward, sliding a wax-stamped contract across the mahogany desk—your name, your indenture, a temporary lease to the Crows for this critical job.