Katarina’s pulse quickened. To even let this vile man touch my hair sickens me, but Gladden is right. It will deepen his shock and dismay. I long to give him torments suited to the abominations he has done to my people, but there isn’t enough time, and I’m not sure I’d enjoy it, anyway.

The commander’s face was twisted in agony as he spat out a curse, his forearm shattered. He knew he was going to die, and not well.