Hunter is a soldier-turned-monk, sworn to bring down the Kistrill Empire by stealing an enchanted sword and the royal family’s most precious talisman of power. His best friend, Chekwe, is just the sort of vicious fighter to help Hunter pull off the theft and keep the stolen blade hidden.
Hiding in the mountain jungles of Orzan should be easy, except for two women who are as determined to find Hunter as he is to hide.
Tennea is Hunter’s sister, and as the Emperor’s crack manhunter she’s sworn to retrieve Kingmaker and bring Hunter and Chekwe to justice. She’s got a company of elite cavalry and a bag of enchanted tricks to help, and she’s tightening the noose. Even worse, she knows Hunter’s his bruised and lonely heart.
Dahlia is a widow who’ll stop at nothing to protect her son and save her ranch from goblin raids, and she’ll get help from Hunter whether he wants to or not.
Even as rum-fueled goblin raids boil over into full-scale war and Orzan’s petty tyrants get in on the scramble to get ahold of Kingmaker, Hunter still might be able to keep his oath and keep Kingmaker safe. That is, as long as Chekwe can control his thirst to try Kingmaker’s mysterious powers for himself...
This author has managed to take a timeless plot line and breathe fresh creative wind into its sails. An accessible new world, lovably relatable characters, and enough dilemmas to keep a sharp mind dancing. Kingmaker is tight and intelligent, finishes what it starts, and leaves no question that there are places yet to go to keep readers in fantastical suspense. Can’t wait for the second book!