Six of Crows (Six of Crows, #1)

by Leigh Bardugo

Then he cupped her face in his hands. “Jer molle pe oonet. Enel mörd je nej afva trohem verretn.”

I have been made to protect you. Only in death

“I will have you without armour, Kaz Brekker. Or I will not have you at all.”

I’m going to get my girl.