The Wheel of Osheim (The Red Queen's War, #3)

by Mark Lawrence

The Broken Empire never had a big demand for slaves. We have peasants. Much the same thing, and they think they’re free so they never run off.

“When you’ve given, he will ask for more. Just one more thing, he’ll say.”

“He said, give him what he wants.” I straightened, quick and smooth, without touching the box. “Then take what you want.”

“Give him what he wants,” Jorg had said. “Then take what you want. Nobody is more vulnerable than in their moment of victory, and you know that whatever you do this man will never let you go while he lives.”

The Kendeths’s continued rule depended upon the carefully constructed lie that we were innately better at doing it than any other candidates, and also the

idea that God himself wanted us to do it.

Even in Hel Jal can make him smile. Snorri walks on, out into