"I like when men get on their knees for me, Brekker"
The Assassin of Ketterdam likes the Bastard of the Barrel a little more than she planned too.
SaB→SoC→CK
kaz brekker x fem oc
Cover by : @VRPond
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Amvri
It's been not even twenty four hours since I talked to Kaz and Wylan yesterday. I met Wylan at the canals this morning to see what all he found out. He told me about the parem, the shu, the hostage, and even the Ice Court itself. Showing me his impressive drawing sourced from none other than Matthias Helvar. Surely not willingly.
And we leave tonight, once Kaz finds a ship.
As if on cue, Nikolas bursts through the door. "Don't know how to knock?" I lean forward slightly onto my desk. He sends me disgusted look before ignoring me to continue.
"Kaz found a ship" I raise a brow at the information. "A small one, called Ferolind. He's put up flags of Haanraadt Bay Company so the Fjerdans will think you're just Kerch trappers"
Smart. I'll give Brekker that.
"Fifth Harbour tonight, they're leaving" I sigh deeply before giving him a nod. My brain has made a mental checklist already of everything I need to do before that ship pulls out of the Harbour tonight. "No thank you?" He steps closer to me, his body leaned against the edge of my desk. Tapping his hand on the desk, slowly inching closer to my hand.
I send him a playful glare, rolling my eyes. "Thank you very much, my favorite Inferni" He grins as the words leave my lips, nodding his head slightly, his fingers tracing the palm of my hand. I shake my head slowly, "Get out of here" Idiot. Leave it to Nikolas to put me back in a good mood with his antics.
"Okay..." I mutter under my breath as Nikolas leaves, closing the door softly behind him. I need to get some things together for the journey. I need to pack light. I also need to get some warm clothes for the harsh Fjerda winter. Saints, I hate the cold. I grab a pencil from the cupholder on my desk, starting to scribble out the mental list I made.
A knock on the window startles me causing me to jump and break the pencil tip, leaving a streak on my list. With my heart still beating out of my chest, I turn to see what made the noise. My eyes land on the small Suli girl hanging onto the ledge of the window. "Fuck, Inej?" I question, eyebrows furrowed.
Why is she here? I swear if Kaz sent her the grovel at my feet for him, I will personally kill him myself. I'll beat him with his own damn cane. I push myself off my chair, making my way to the window. I unlock it, sliding it up until it clicks. Inej slides into the room with ease, dressed in her usual attire which consists of slippers, trousers, a long shirt, and a purple scarf.
"What the hell are you doing here? Does Jesper not know how to relay a message?" I rub my face in frustration. Don't trust a gambler. Infact he's probably the one who convinced her to come here. For Saints sake.
"I'm not here because of Kaz or Jesper." She stops her self quickly, scrunching her noise. "Well kind of because of Kaz." I roll my eyes.
"I don't think Kaz had any right to kick you off the team after involving you in the first place. Especially not for the reasons he claims" She pulls her scarf off her head, letting it rest on her shoulders.
