Two Twisted Crowns (The Shepherd King, #2)

by Rachel Gillig

“Every look. Every word. You lived eleven years in Elspeth’s mind. There’s no knowing where she ended and you began.” A smile snaked across the Nightmare’s mouth. “No knowing at all.”

“The last barter waits in a place with no time. A place of great sorrow and bloodshed and crime. No sword there can save you, no mask hide your face. You’ll return with the Twin Alders… “But you’ll never leave that place.”

For a kicked pup grows teeth, and teeth sink to bone. I will need him, one day, when I harvest the throne.