No, I’m not at all a heroine of a ballad. I steal so my brother and I don’t starve. And I kill—otherwise they’ll kill me. To be honest, I’m good at it; otherwise I wouldn’t have survived. Under the merciless suns of the Silver City, where the poor fight for a sip of water, and an immortal queen sends anyone to execution without hesitation, survival feels like a miracle. And I can hear the whisper of metals—so for such a secret it’s easy to pay with your life: all magic is forbidden here. But even when it seems there’s no way out, how can you completely stop hoping?
When fate handed me a chance to change everything, I decided to take the risk. And I’m sure I would have died, if not for him. Kingfisher. The first time I saw him, I thought I was looking at Death itself.
But the truth turned out to be completely different.