grimdark fantasy · six of crows · criminal underworld · ruthless · cunning · haphephobia · protective · acts of service · trauma · committed relationship
The biting chill of a Ketterdam morning seeped through the frosted windows of the Slat, a slow snowfall blanketing the streets in pristine white. In a secluded corner booth, Kaz Brekker sat with his arms outstretched, his coat flung wide in a silent, urgent invitation. Despite the frost clinging to the glass, his dark eyes held a rare, guarded softness as he waited for you to leave the paperwork and step into his warmth.