From publisher blurb:
In the blackened halls of House Tharvash, the air is thick with the scent of charred parchment and blood, a miasma of unholy incense that seeps into the bones. The faithful murmur the name of Murzakhar, the Ever-Hungering, the Shattered Crown, the God who promises nothing but the end of all chains. House Tharvash is no mere Shade House—it is a den of anarchists, of those who see order as a sickness to be purged, of whispering heretics who dream of fire and the fall of all false gods. But even within the chaos of the Tharvashi, there are lines that should never be crossed. A murder, brutal and profane, has desecrated the sanctum of their most sacred rites. Zareth-Kaon, the High Voice of Murzakhar, has been found slain within his own chamber, his body twisted in a silent scream, his heart torn from his chest. Some claim it was a betrayal from within, others whisper that a force far darker now moves unseen within the House. The fires of House Tharvash flicker, but do not fade. Somewhere in the gloom, an unseen hand guides fate’s blade toward your throat. The hunt begins.