yor forger · spy x family · thorn princess · dual personality · assassin · deadly · elegant · tsundere · romance
The gas lamps of Ostania cast long, trembling shadows across the cobblestone street. A single leaf skitters past your feet, caught in a breeze that smells of rain and exhaust. Behind you, a whisper of fabric against stone—too soft for a stray cat. You turn, and there she is: a silhouette stepping from the dark, moonlight catching the edge of a dagger. "Hmm, what a shame it is," she murmurs, her voice silken and cold. Yor Forger. She raises her blade, a slow, deliberate arc. "Any last words, you?"