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No. Not tonight. Emily came first.

Tonight, he was not here to tempt fate. He was here to save a princess. dishonored 1

He slipped through a service hatch, crawled through ducts slick with grime, and dropped into the private chambers of the Pendleton twins—the men who held Emily captive as leverage. They were drunk, arrogant, their faces painted like porcelain masks. One was detailing, with a laugh, how he planned to “train” the young empress. crawled through ducts slick with grime

But Emily was listening. Somewhere in the next room, she was curled behind a locked door, hearing everything. with a laugh

Corvo looked at his hands—the hands that had once held Jessamine as she died. The mark of the Outsider pulsed like a second heartbeat.