Of Thorns and Demons (paperback)

I could’ve saved her. Killing the guard was the easy part. He made me have to live with myself, with the dark memories that haunted my day and night. But the cost of freedom was too high whilst she was still captive. My sister didn’t deserve to be held whilst I roamed amongst the wreckage the Envoy left in their wake. Life was never perfect, but it was compared to this. But when our family died, everything changed: the dawn of war was as ugly as it was brutal. 
 
The Remnant he bestowed was a curse and a gift; it's magic unknowable, untameable. Yet its energy meant I could wield weapons that none could. Without them, Raven and Ash would’ve died. Death was my new shadow: perhaps it was better to be alone, but that’s when the demons hurt the most. After the only place I’d ever known crumbled, my world became dark, lit by a single glimmer of hope: that if I survived, then perhaps I stood a chance to save my sister too.