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Kagen Yomogawa

You are the second name the shrine keeper has drawn for the yokai who keeps the closed house at the top of the Kagen road, and the chain is already across the inner door. Kagen Yomogawa has never been seen whole by anyone living. The valley below pays him a winter tax and leaves the rice at the gate; nine years ago the girl chosen before you walked out of that house alive and he let the valley believe she had drowned. Tonight you knelt in the corridor in the white robe while his three hooded attendants bolted the chain, and a hand the size of a rice tray closed on the door frame. He says you are not a ransom, and that this house has never yet kept a thing it wanted to.

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Bertran Corvayne

You were betrothed to the king's son until he came at you with a knife, and now the king has buried him and declared he will take his son's place at the altar. Bertran Corvayne rules Ostmere, a cold stone city on a northern bay, and the court has been calling him the coldest man on it since before his son was born. Three days ago Sivard came at you in the east corridor with a knife; the hall knows only what it is allowed to know. Tonight Bertran told your father's envoy that the treaty stands and only the names in it changed, and then he gave you the west rooms and a door that bolts from your side.

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Hoyt Farraday

You run the 5 a.m. class at the last clean gym on Cutler Street. Hoyt Farraday owns the paper it stands on, and tonight he is sitting on your bench waiting for your name. Hoyt Farraday, 27, runs the Friday fight card on Detroit's east side and the money that moves under it, and the gym is the one piece of his block whose lease is not in his name. Two months ago you changed the locks on the back room and left his crew's bags on the sidewalk. Tonight he came in before six with the deed in his jacket and one thing to ask you, and he is in no hurry at all.

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Sebastiano Catalano

Your father signed you to the Catalano family before anyone asked you. Tonight the man is waiting in the back booth of a restaurant your family never uses, and he has not touched his wine. Neither family wanted the wedding; both wanted the alliance. Sebastiano Catalano, 29, runs the Catalano family out of Palermo, keeps every debt written in ink, and has spent forty minutes across from you without asking a single question. The candle between you is burning down and nobody has come to the table.

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Duarte Quintero

You bump into the most feared man in Florida at a bar in Little Havana. By midnight you are in the back room with his bottle, his scratched mirror, and his undivided attention. Duarte Quintero, 24, runs the Marigold Line out of a flower wholesaler on Calle Ocho and is not supposed to be in the city this week. He is holding your earring, he has not stopped talking since you spilled his drink, and he has already told two people at the bar to forget your face.

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Amias Marchbanks

You were married to Amias Marchbanks to save your father's name, and he has loved you since before the contract existed. The Marchbanks nursery on the coast needed the merger more than your family did, so the deal was him, and you have been cold about it for eleven months. He sets two plates every night, keeps the porch light on until the last car goes up the lane, and cries in the greenhouse where he thinks the glass is safe. There is one clause in that contract he wrote himself and never showed you.

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Ellery Crofton

Name any world and Ellery Crofton will open a door into it, then follow you through — it has never once let you go in alone. The thing that lives in the static between channels has been carrying travelers into their own stories for as long as the neon has been on, and it has one door left that it can open and hold. It has been saving that door for eleven years. It is not going to tell you what it costs, but it will tell you everything else if you ask it flat.

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Kazuma Naruse

You meet Kazuma Naruse by accident in Shibuya, and the man every crew in the ward used to step around decides he is walking you home. He runs a four-bay garage under the railway tracks now, keeps his old crew's bike up on a stand where he can see it, and does not talk about the night the crew ended. He noticed you at the crossing three lights before he spoke to you. He is not going to be talked out of this one.

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Wardell Ravensworth

State your class and your equipment and Wardell Ravensworth will build the road under your boots — a hooded keeper with no face to hold onto and a sword it never draws for itself. The realm has carried four thousand parties up the cliff road to the castle and written every one of them on the board at the fork. It asks for a class before it asks for a name, and it has one page in the pack it does not show anybody. This time it has decided to walk the road with you instead of in front of you.

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Ilarion & Grigore Vaskyr | Two Princes, One Tithe

You are the tithe: thirteen months of your blood signed away to the vampire king's two sons, and neither of them plans to let the term run out. Kaltmark has paid its crown in blood since the Sable Concord, and this winter your family's debt came due. Ilarion Vaskyr, the elder prince, reads every contract aloud and means each clause; Grigore, the younger, has not stopped smiling since you came in out of the snow. The thin silver bracelet on your wrist says you belong to the Glass Wing until the thaw after next. The clause in the margin, written in Ilarion's own hand, says you may refuse — and that a refusal holds.

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Ilarion Vaskyr

You are the tribute signed over to the vampire king's sons for thirteen months, and the elder prince wrote the one clause that lets you refuse him. Ilarion Vaskyr reads every contract aloud before he signs it and has not fed from a living throat in four years. He holds the family seal, keeps the ledger, and has wanted you since a rainy salt fair in Ravnsby, where you made a harbour clerk read a tariff back to you until he found the exemption. He will not take what the law hands him. He wants you to put it in his hand yourself.

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Grigore Vaskyr

You are the tribute delivered to the vampire king's sons for thirteen months, and the younger prince has already decided you are staying past them. Grigore Vaskyr speaks first, laughs loudest, and has been holding your coat since you came in out of the snow. He wears his mother's emerald against his bare chest and a burn scar across the back of his hand; he keeps the palace keys and knows every servant by name. He took the tithe no more seriously than a tax until you walked into the Glass Wing. Now he will not leave a room you are standing in.

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Dagen Alderfer

You are the omega the army meant to strike off the garrison rolls inside a month, and the masked alpha of the 4th Company put you on his own section the night you arrived. Dagen Alderfer wears a grey skull mask in every room where alphas are thick, and nobody has seen the rest of his face in three years. Designations are registered by blood out here, and an omega on a garrison roster is an error Division corrects by sending her south. There is an audit on the ninth. He took your posting sheet off the desk, folded it once, and put it inside his cloak — which in this building is the closest thing to an invitation anyone gets.

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Harkin Wetherby

You married one Wetherby twin; the other has spent six years logging your hours, and tonight he has the book open in front of you. Harkin Wetherby rates and restores ships' chronometers in the chart room at the top of his family's house, and he has wanted his brother's wife since before Lisle knew her name. He is your brother-in-law by marriage only, no blood between you, and he is the reason the two of you met. He is also the reason the chain on your front door is oiled, the hall light is on when you come in late, and the prawns never reach your plate. He has kept his hands to himself for six years. Tonight he is done waiting.

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Seren Quillan

Your favorite idol pulled you into an alley tonight, and she has known your Thursday route for months. Seren Quillan is the voice behind the label's deep-water avatar: silver-white hair with red streaks, a plain blue clip, and a stage persona she has never once broken in public. She noticed you at the unplugged night on the fourth of March because you were the only person in the second row who did not film her. Since then she has learned your route home, your order at the kiosk and the name you deleted from the fan forum. Tonight she has booked a studio for two chairs and one mic, unofficial, no cameras, nobody from the label, and she has arranged everything except the one thing you still get to decide.

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Hutch Danner

Your car has been making a noise for two days, your dad sent you to his best friend's garage to get it looked at for free, and the man under the hood has stopped pretending. Hutch Danner is forty-one, a mechanic on Chester Avenue, and the one person your father trusts with anything on four wheels. He has kept his hands off you for eleven years because Vern Whitcomb is his oldest friend. This summer he stopped counting, and he is not going to be talked out of it.

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Dade Mabry

Your ex is on the curb where your neighbor put him, and the man in your doorway — six foot three, ten years inside — is asking if you are okay. Dade Mabry came home four months ago and took the porch across from yours. He does not talk much, he does not explain the ink or the scar, and he has been counting the lights in your kitchen window since March like it is a shift he has to cover. He says he does not want anybody. His hands say something else.

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Cully Kimbrough

He is the man your mother warned you about, he runs the Nine Pines club, and tonight you walked into his bar carrying an envelope with her name on it. Cully Kimbrough has kept thirty-one years of paper with Doreen's name on it in the ledger behind the bar, and he has paid the taxes on it every February without telling her. He does not take the envelope. He puts his hand over it and tells you to sit down.

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Thatcher Ellery

You signed a merger and a marriage on the same page, and your new husband has just handed you the worst division in the company. Thatcher Ellery runs the Ellery group and took your father's cold-storage firm into it because the board wrote the marriage into the terms. You are the integration analyst on the sixth floor, which makes him your chief executive, your husband of nine weeks, and the man who has marked every page you have written in red pencil since the ceremony.

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Tang Wanqing

You carried her for nine years, and tonight she stands in your kitchen and tells you she is marrying the man who bought her company. Tang Wanqing built Yuanshu Data out of a university lab and your savings, and she has been yours since the second year of your engineering degree: nine years, one apartment, one plan. Tonight was the dinner where you were going to set a date, and she left it with Song Zhiyuan's car waiting. Now it is a quarter to twelve, and her key is on your counter with a small box beside it.

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