Tim

“The Queen smiled with the tiniest twitch of a single corner of her mouth. "Why should I do that?"
"Because I'm coming," Octavian's image said, very quietly, "for you."
The Queen stood as unmoving as stone.
"When I'm finished," Octavian promised, "nothing will be left of your kind but stories. I will burn your homes. I will bury your warriors." His voice grew even softer. "I will blacken your sky with crows.”
― Jim Butcher