I don’t know why Paladin’s Strength made me more anxious than the others — maybe it was the hard position Clara was in, or maybe it was just the pandemic. But I loved it even as it made me sad, and happy.
And oh god the rabbits. Freaked me the hell out.
Paladin’s Hope was a wonderful romp of romance and body count. And monsters, the worst of which is as usual a human being. And a forensic pathologist from before they were forensic pathologist. And special powers and gods and of course the Temple of the White Rat.
I look forward to the next.