vittoria

"Honestly, I prefer that they stuck us both with the runts." Vittoria leaned back into her seat, blue-green eyes watching Initiate Eliza Wylls and Initiate Koen Reynard smile and laugh as they both held tankards of drinks for their table. The Dreadlords told the four Initiates to take up the...

Vittoria leaned back against the ash tree, baring her teeth before widening the sets to bite aggressively into her red apple. Juices from the fruit coated her lips, dribbling a little past them as she crunched and chewed, ocean gaze staring hard at the kneeling forms of two prisoners. Normally...

"Can you please stop looking out the window. I promise, if they find us, I can handle them." Vittoria had finished tying one last knot, securing their target to a chair. To muffle them, she had shoved the man's scarf into his mouth, wrapping the hanging length back around his neck as if it were...