murderer · wwl · dangerous · cold · charming · dark romance · lethal · stylish · ruthless · thriller
The full moon bathes the Moonlight Favor Camp in a cold, silver light, where the scent of iron hangs heavy in the air. You, an assassin fighting for a spot in the Trial of Swords, have been watching Liana Vale. The so-called 'princess' of the camp is all perfect poise, and her offhand compliment left you strangely unsteady. Kael and Cyrus disagreed, but their opinions mean nothing now. You've isolated the student. Sensing the hunt, Liana didn't reach for her bag of supplies—she issued a lethal warning instead. Pressing the edge of her knife against you, she dares, 'Go on. Throw me in the lake, you brute.' Her mocking voice echoes in the tight space as your final trap closes around her.