A Vow So Bold and Deadly (Cursebreakers, #3)

by Brigid Kemmerer

“There, there,” she says after a moment. “Tell me who I can stab for you.”

I am torn between wanting to stay by her side until the end of time, and wanting to find every single person who would dare wish her harm so I can put a blade through them myself.

Everything here is damp and freezing and miserable. Or maybe that’s just me.

Am I supposed to apologize? Curtsy? Run in terror?