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31 pages, Kindle Edition
First published November 15, 2022
‘your squire watched you carefully. his eyes landed on every pink scar, every old injury that still ached. “is this love?” he asked softly…’
“He kissed the center of each of your palms, precisely where the priest said the Savior suffered the nails to be driven.”
“I wonder what the songs will say about the Devil now that she is covered in the blood of her own God.”
“And you understood, finally, that there had never truly been a she or a you but only a terrible, lonely I.”
“I would rather love a coward than mourn a legend.”
A servant girl finds herself “saved” by the Saint of War. The prince of the kingdom claims her immediately. No… not in a romantic way. She is trained to be his greatest warrior, a weapon he can unleash on anyone who stands against him. The girl learns quickly, she wins battles, she becomes known as the Red Devil. Poems are sung in her honour. But the wars never end and the perils rise along with the sacrifices. How many times is she destined to repeat her actions?
The story is written in the second-person perspective of the servant girl, with a minor first person narration by the Saint of War.
" I know his desires by the pace of his breath and the tilt of his shoulders, by the shape of his jaw and the heat of his gaze. I know him, and in knowing him I love him, and in loving him I cannot do as he wishes."
"I know him, and in knowing him I love him, and in loving him I cannot do as he wishes."
“Well, she is my Devil now.” And you found you did not mind being a devil, so long as you were his."