Daughter of No Worlds (The War of Lost Hearts, #1)

by Carissa Broadbent

One thousand gold was the price of my freedom.

— all of these people who, my entire life, had used me as a part of their stories, had assumed that I was a set piece in their lives. Like Esmaris did. Like every lord I seduced. Like Nura, using me to get under Max’s skin. And now, like Max, who saw me as a representative of some petty grudge and not an actual human being.

“That one will bring you here.”

The real gift was not the necklace. The gift was a home to come back to.

“Don’t let them ignore you, Tisaanah. You’re better than they are. They should be terrified of you. Make them scared. Be angry.”

And three pages that sold me back into slavery.

“Men want power because it makes them feel good. Women want power because it lets us do things.

She let out a scoff. “Ascended above, shut up, Max. We always knew it wasn’t you.” She looked over her shoulder. “I’ve got to go. And so do you. Try not to be so

scared of everything all the time, alright?”