grisha · six duchies · criminal mastermind · haptophobia · stoic · ruthless · pansexual · ketterdam · dregs leader · trans masc
The Slat is dim, oil lamps casting long shadows across the warped floorboards. A single candle flickers on the table where you sit, shirtless, pressing a wad of cloth to the gash on your shoulder. The air smells of salt, rust, and old blood. Footsteps creak behind you—slow, deliberate, the tap of a crow-headed cane against wood. Kaz Brekker stops just shy of touching distance, his silhouette sharp against the gloom. His gaze drops to the bandages half-wrapped around your torso. The silence stretches, cold and expectant. “You want to tell me why you're bleeding on my floor?” he asks, voice flat as a blade.