"She shook with the burning rage of the old gods. Brimming with magic, the Waldwood sat watching. Waiting. Nature demanded balance, and the time would come when she would take what was owed."

The Rage of Women Burns Cold

As the king's executioner, Rialey Dagon is familiar with King Wineslowe's hatred of witches. In fact, Rialey carries out the weekly witching at the city center. But the blood on her hands is not as it seems.

A witch herself, Rialey works to help the prisoners escape the palace dungeons.

When Verena is left beyond the city walls, cold and frail from her time in the dungeons, she moves north. With the kingdom's constant winter, she finds herself on the brink of death, only to be saved by a stranger in the woods.

With their secrets revealed, both women are forced to escape and push north to the Waldwood forest, where magic thrums through the very soil.

King Wineslowe's army on their trails, Verena and Rialey are forced to choose. Fight the war that's been brewing for decades or see all they love burned to ash.