The First Girl Child (The Chronicles of Saylok #1)

by Amy Harmon

“We are abused. We are used. We are bartered and abandoned. But rarely are we loved. So be it. From this day forward, there will be no daughters in Saylok for any of you to love.”

“Women don’t make great warriors,” Ivo spat. Dagmar didn’t respond. He didn’t agree. A mother was the fiercest warrior of all.

Dagmar pled for strength and stamina, that his arms would not fail him in the night, that the child would not wake his brothers, and that his own inadequacies would not result in tragedy.

“And strength without wisdom is dangerous.”

“You’ll still be afraid. But you must do what is right, what you must, despite that fear.”

He didn’t want to lead. But mayhaps he could serve. Mayhaps it was the same thing.