Temple of Vengeance

Eight thousand years before the rise of the Raven Queen and the second breaking of the world, a simple vintner defies gods and demons alike on his trek into the underworld to reclaim the family that was stolen from him. Armed with nothing but his steadfast love and his skills at growing grapes and making wine, Z'nnek confronts the terrors in the dark beneath the world.

Under the banner of truce during the holy Spring Festa, four Chosen priests of the war god brutalized me, cut my throat, and dumped my naked corpse in a mass grave. They plan to do the same to my entire clan.

“What do you seek of my Raven Queen?” He opened his mouth—I’m sure to object or demand—but I tilted my head and smiled at him from behind my curtain of scarlet curls with all the womanly radiance I could muster. He was my windfall, the solution to my current problem set for me by Illyria herself. For all my training and years of practice as a bedslave, I also wanted, nay, needed this god to bend to my will.