The Sunrise Dagger (Memories of Kenjir Book 2)

Even drunk, even with her head full of guilt, the distance to the dark canal below was enough to give her time to wake up, sober up, and curse herself for every bad choice that had led her to this ledge. Then, as consciousness began to slip, a strange shape flickered in the haze. He should have been seared by the sacred fire of the Lord of Ashes. When she finally met Andik’s eyes, her own were bloodshot and glazed with a frantic light.