Something cracks in Kae. Not her composure—her armor.
Ezra starts shooting. Fast. Desperate. Tears freeze on her lashes; she doesn't wipe them away. The jade armor on her shoulders glints like scales. She is not the emperor's daughter preserved in death. She is the winter that chooses to become spring. ALSAngels 24 05 09 Winter Jade Photoshoot XXX 2...
Ezra sips his drink. "No. We just reminded her she already had one." Something cracks in Kae