Of Blood and Redamancy

Looking up at his icy green eyes, I finally realized something. In his story, I wasn't the hero. I was the villain. No one would mourn me when he killed me, they would celebrate and dance on my grave.

"Give my regards to the devil."

"I will."

I closed my eyes, accepting the faith that the gods had brought upon me.

There was nothing that Raina Argyros couldn't do, nothing that she couldn't kill. When fate pits her and the most cunning and skilled assassin against each other, blood will be spilled, secrets will be unraveled, and bonds will be tested.