The Shadow of the Gods (Bloodsworn Saga, #1)

by John Gwynne

“I am blood. I am death, I am vengeance,” she said, her voice flat, empty.

“This is the world you have entered, that you have chosen. Best you learn how to live in it. Come, I’ll help you.”

“Here, have some of my cheese,” Svik said, slicing a wedge from a hard round sitting on a trencher at his side. “Please take it, before your mood infects me and I cut my own throat.”

A fresh pulse of rage and strength swept her as she glowered at them all, both the dead and the living. At these people who would keep her from her child.