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Mia’s hand drifted to her stiletto. “I’m not a shadow.”

Vex laughed, a sound like grinding gravel. “Everyone in the vomitorium is a shadow, girl. The sun doesn’t touch us here. That’s the point.” He finally glanced back. His eyes were the same grey as the sea before a squall. “You’re not a gambler. Not a whore looking to wet her sandals in a champion’s blood. So why are you here?” nevernight chronicles vk

The sand of the Stormholt Arena was not red. That was the first lie they told you. Mia’s hand drifted to her stiletto

She should have lied. But the dark in her chest—that old, hungry companion—whispered a different truth. He sees you. Let him. nevernight chronicles vk