The Empress of Salt and Fortune (The Singing Hills Cycle, #1)

by Nghi Vo

Chih was old enough to know that no one was harmless, and still young enough to obey instantly that tone of command from an older woman.

Chih smiled at Rabbit’s words. She sounded a little like the former Divine, who had always encouraged their acolytes to speak to the florists and the bakers as much as to the warlords and magistrates. Accuracy above all things. You will never remember the great if you do not remember the small.