I bear a deep red stain that runs from my left shoulder down to my right hip, a trail left by the herbwitch’s poison that my mother used to try to expel me from her womb.
Teenaged assassin nuns find danger and romance in 15th century Brittany. The first in a series (seems to be a trend with my reading lately). Great execution (so to speak) of a terrific hook. I raced right through this book, even though I should probably be taking care of a thousand and one moving details during Cabin Boy’s precious naptime. Would highly recommend for fans of historical fiction as well as fantasy.