The Last Mortal Bond (Chronicle of the Unhewn Throne, #3)

by Brian Staveley

“Do you intend to answer the question,” Moss asked, brows raised, “or would you prefer to simply repeat it with foul language added for flavor?”

You could kill the son of a bitch, and another son of a bitch would just take his place. That’s the way an army works—chain a’ command, and all.”