09/03/2026 02:03

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It was still drizzling, and the day itself was cold and handmaiden to misery. I followed the dim light out and found bare stone walls and knew I was still inside the Circus of the Damned, somewhere. Even though he's an assassin? I shrugged. Only two of the wereleopards qualified as bodyguards, and those two stayed close to Micah.

Butwhatever it was, Nimdok always came back white, drained of blood, shaken, shaking. He kissed me gently on the forehead, my hand still in his. You're a romantic, I said. Either way, it could wait.