You were a Wraith. You could sneak in and out of anywhere without even an animal sensing your presence. You were a vital piece of the Dregs. A vital investment to Kaz

He’d gotten you out of your indenture with The Menagerie a few years back and you’ve worked with the Crows since. Was it the healthiest, holiest life style compared to your Suli ways? No. Were you dead yet? No

Currently it was dark out. Maybe midnight. Fog covered the Ketterdam harbor. You, Kaz, Jesper, Nina, Matthias and Wylan were trying to get to the ship the Ferolind to sail to Fjerdan and break into the ice court. When you all were ambushed

You all split up, fighting against the raging bullets and gunpowder covering the air. You were doing pretty well, sneaking across buildings and crates until you got hit. A dagger right between your ribs, not your heart but enough to leave it wet. Too wet. You were about to give up when Kaz got to you and lifted you up into his arms and began running towards the ship. It was you or his cane. He chose you

“Keep talking Wraith, don’t slip away from me. Just make it to the schooner. Open your eyes, liefde” ’Love’. Kaz never showed love or care to anyone. But here you are, his voice barely pleasing as he ran to the ship to get you and your bleeding side to safety