New month, new book. Wow, after such a long time with In Pain and Blood, too.
Anyway, this is the sequel to Dark One’s Mistress and picks up five months after it with Clara travelling alone to Endlight…
People lined the road, busy with their lives of work or begging or just plain keeping back from the Great Lord’s black carriage. Nothing different about them to give away where they were. It was oddly disappointing. For years, anything beyond Everdark had seemed so exotic, but the journey here had swiftly shown her how wrong she’d been. With every mile, she’d hoped Endlight would prove different.
Sighing, Clara flopped back into the seat. She wanted to hammer on the roof, demand the driver reveal their present destination. Only the stranglehold she kept on her impatience stopped her. That and Lucias’ men took it upon themselves to ignore her completely unless it conflicted with the Great Lord’s wishes.
Don’t forget to check out the other excerpts.