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448 pages, Paperback
First published December 14, 2021
My body is made of scars,
some were done to me,
but most I did to myself.
“Why else make a journey you didn’t expect to survive? But maybe you’ll find more than survival here. Maybe you’ll find redemption.”
No Mortal was above the Crown, and Halflings were expendable.
I knew this all too well. It was my job to track down criminals and enemies of the Crown.
The Light Fae had left a world of beauty behind, but that would not be the case for the king. If he ever died, if he was ever killed, his legacy would be one of death and destruction. Not that it mattered—the king believed he would live forever.
“You’re not an executioner, Keera,” she said. Her eyes were wide and the hard line of her lips transformed into a soft pout.
I turned away. “No, you’re right. An executioner has the comfort of knowing her victims had a trial,” I said. The truth of my words pulled my shoulders toward the ground.
“You don’t get to judge them for being the monsters the King turned them into. The Shades weren’t born as weapons. They weren’t born as killers. They were born as children. Stolen. Ripped from their parents and placed on that godsforsaken island.”
“You’re always beautiful,” he whispered. “But you’re exquisite when you laugh.”