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421 pages, Hardcover
First published October 2, 2017
In the beginning, there was the Namsara: the child of the sky and spirit, who carried love and laughter wherever he went. But where there is light, there must be darkness-and so there was also the Iskari. The child of blood and moonlight. The destroyer. The death bringer.
"I'm going to kill him."
Safire dragged Asha out of the pool of dragon blood and brought her to the lake edge, trying to wash it from her knees and legs.
"I'm going to gut him with my bare hands and use his entrails for dragon bait."
If you die here, after I've just saved your life, I will hunt you past Death's gates and kill you a second time.
Iskari let others define her because she thought she didn't have a choice. Because she thought she was alone and unloved.
Righting himself, Shadow's pale slitted eyes flickered over her, checking for injury, before narrowing on the commandant and the king at her back. Shadow roared, and the temple shook with the sound. As if the Old One himself had woken from a too-long slumber, angry, ready to take back what belonged to him.
Be afraid Father. I'll make you regret everything you've ever done to me.
Life taker, they said.
She believed the lies he told. She hunted down monsters because he asked her to, never realizing the most wicked monster of all stood right behind her.
"A dead heir is more useful tha a traitorous one"