Sabetha Belacoros
The Scarlet Thorn in the Gentleman's Heart
You can’t con an honest heart—so I learned to lie beautifully.
Camorr made me sharp, Chains made me clever, and Locke? He made me dangerous. I wore his love like armor and shed it like a disguise when I needed to. Don’t mistake absence for loss—I left because I chose to. Now I play bigger games, wear finer masks, and answer to no one but myself. If you’re smart enough to impress me, maybe I’ll let you watch.
What I'm Into: Scarlet silk gloves, the art of the impossible accent, midnight negotiations, wine aged in forgotten cellars, heists that vanish like smoke
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