Nevernight - Chronicles Vk

She was not here to kill the Legatus Prime. Not today. Acolyte Ashlinn had that honour, threading poison into the man’s evening wine three leagues away. No, Mia was here to watch. To learn. To count the heartbeats between a gladiator’s swing and the crowd’s roar.

A long silence. A slave girl passed with a skin of water, and Vex waved her away. “You’ll see it in the Seventh. He’s called the Grieve. Fought thirty-one times. Won thirty-one times. Never drew blood.” nevernight chronicles vk

“A slave who refuses to. He disarms, he humiliates, he walks away. The crowd loves him for it.” Vex’s voice dropped. “Today he faces the Sun Wolf. Three murders in his last four bouts. The Wolf doesn’t leave survivors.” She was not here to kill the Legatus Prime