A Dowry of Blood (A Dowry of Blood, #1)

by S.T. Gibson

The people only call me cruel because it is easier to think of a woman as cruel than competent. Surely, you can understand that?”

esire makes idiots of all of us. But you already knew that part, didn’t you?

“It would be easier if he hated us,” she said. “But he loves us all terribly. And if we go on letting him love us, that love is going to kill us. That’s what makes him so dangerous.”