Priest of Bones (War for the Rose Throne, #1)

by Peter McLean

Our regiment had gone from being three thousand paid, organized murderers to three thousand unpaid, disorganized murderers. That had gone about as well as might be expected.

“You’ll find that we deal mostly in could and might and possibly, Tomas. By the time something becomes a certainty it is often too late to do anything about it.”

When people have run out of food, and hope, and places to hide, do not be surprised if they have also run out of mercy.