Everything was connected. Just as magic pointed back to its source, so did everything the killer had done. More importantly, she would have to think like a folklorist. This group was nothing more than a collection of folktales she had to catalogue and dissect. She would pry them open slowly--and she would do it with them being none the wiser.

All to serve a king who would scapegoat her without a second thought.

— Dark and Drowning Tide by Allison Saft (Page 77)