Razin Vohan’s death should have put his daughter, Cazerien, on the throne of Galantier. He spent her entire life preparing her for the day she would become Razia.
Some on the Prava had other plans. Instead of approving the succession, they chose her half-cousin, Savrin sator Lethis, a priest of the god of death.
Galantier is fracturing under the weight of old enmities and rivalries. The world Rien’s father built for her is crumbling.
It’s an increasingly easy read as the world building gives way to the story. I found myself bored sometimes though. And annoyed at the sexisms that creep in. Rein is a bit too much thin, blonde and #notlikeothergirls.