A Court of One

There is no bigger monster than I. Not in truth, not in lie.

The Horn has divided Elphame.
The oath breaker has been found.

A Court of One has answered.
The last Crow has come.

The Last War has started.
Justice has begun.

The bells toll over Whitwick.
The Gate will never close again.

Removed from the protection of the Dark Court, the last Crow must find the answers to stop a Fae invasion of the mortal realm and save those she loves from certain death at the hands of the Caller of Crows. From enemy territory, Perdi stands as a Court of One, against all others.

Excerpt:

I was told that this world ate warriors and bards alike. It drowned the babies of temperamental mothers and strangled those who flinched at their cries. Told that if I couldn’t eat the monsters, I should stand back and wait for the scraps. But I had no desire to eat what was left after I burned this world with war. Monsters, after all, didn’t love anything but war. That was the horrible truth of Elphame. Those who managed to survive the ugliness of this world were why Elphame was so ugly in the first place. And I’d learn that lesson in the same fashion as every other—on my knees, crawling through hell, tearing my soul apart and becoming comfortable with the monster within me.