Daramatis Personae
Acknowledgements
About the Author
If You Enjoyed Manipulator’s War
Prologue
Ruarnon: the Zaldeaan Realm
Heir Ruarnon fought the corners of their lips, which tried to twist in distaste. They succeeded only in forcing their mouth into a neutral line, probably a grimace, the best they could do. Before them, floor-to-ceiling frescoes of wanton s*******r dominated the corridor. Zaldeaan warriors in bronze armour impaled enemies on spears, every foot of both walls declaring: “We will cut down every man who dares oppose us.” To Ruarnon it read more like, “We have big spears and big appendages and that puts us in charge.”
Ruarnon suppressed a smirk. They doubted their body parts would count for much here. Zaldeaan servants scurrying past eyed them with open curiosity, the
