How do you solve any problem? You take the problem and knock out its teeth—no problems remain.
That’s how it used to be.
Now I’m in the civilized world of aristocracy, where power isn’t decided by fists, but by dirty undergarments in a closet. Or by skeletons on whose bones you must, of course, dance.
My new power lets me see what others would rather take to the grave.
And even I—the Keeper of the Heart of the World—wasn’t prepared for whose secrets I’m about to uncover.