Tremaine wants you to know this book has no magical creatures.I know what you're thinking. What kind of fantasy story doesn't have dragons, elves, or a single, grumpy dwarf?Mine.Orphaned at four, I lived on the streets of Tephalus, Bereth's capital city, until the king swept the city's homeless children, including me, into orphanages. The seven years I spent there included your standard childhood moments, like beatings and starvation for doing evil things like reading. Then, the High Priest purchased me and hired the best tutors and trainers to transform me into his personal tool of destruction. I fought his dirty wars against magic, had a job solving bizarre, ugly crimes in the city Guards that I lost because I avenged a brutal murder, found the love of my life, then lost her. After hitting rock bottom, I settled into a new life that was one part drinking, one part trauma-induced insomnia, and one part investigating betrayal, adultery, and theft cases for wealthy clients.Okay, maybe give drinking three parts.Then, the High Priest returned to my life and ordered me to retrieve a mysterious woman from a remote monastery. Fifteen minutes later, a low-level criminal with delusions of grandeur poisoned me so I would deliver the woman to her. All in all, I've had better days.I'm not a good person. I am not a knight in shining armor. I did things as a soldier that still haunt me, saw firsthand the depths of evil that people are capable of reaching as an investigator, and have serious issues with anger management. Lucky for me, I still have my sense of humor.Coming in fall 2020: Blood and Moonlight (Tremaine, Book 2) .
