For one apprentice assassin, the clock is ticking . . .Pyrre Lakatur doesn't like the description skullsworn. It doesn't capture the beauty of her devotion to Ananshael, God of Death. And she's not an assassin, but a priestess. Or she will be, if she can pass her final trial. The problem isn't killi...
Ey ne nravitsya, kogda ee nazyvayut Prisyagnuvshaya Cherepu. Eto ne peredaet i doli ee predannosti Ananshaelyu, bogu smerti. Ona mechtaet stat' ego zhricey, i teper' ey ostalos' proyti poslednee ispytanie. U nee budet chetyrnadcat' dney na to, chtoby ubit' semeryh, opisannyh v drevney ritual'noy pes...
Ey ne nravitsya, kogda ee nazyvayut Prisyagnuvshaya CHerepu. Eto ne peredaet i doli ee predannosti Ananshaelyu, bogu smerti. Ona mechtaet stat' ego zhricey, i teper' ey ostalos' proyti poslednee ispytanie. U nee budet chetyrnadcat' dney na to, chtoby ubit' semeryh, opisannyh v drevney ritual'noy pes...