What the crone whispered.

Poppy Harrows

Panithea is a commander, a lady, a weapon, a slave. Owned by a mad king who wields her love as leverage. With a touch, she can steal skills and secrets. Yet no power seems to be able to save Drukha from raiders, famine and now monsters. Until an emissary, Kaelen, arrives, offering aid at a terrible price, his secrets beyond her touch. When the cruel fates are woven, the Gods turn to watch, and the face of darkness is revealed, everything hinges on the choices of the person who never had any.

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