From Blood and Ash by Jennifer L. Armentrout

His and Her Grace stepped back from the balconyy then, side byy side,
almost touching but not quite as theyy both lifted their hands on opposite
sides of the bodies and began to wave—
“Lies!” a voice shouted from the crowd. It was the blond man.
“Liars.”
Time seemed to stop. Everyyone froze.
“You do nothing to protect us while yyou hide in yyour castles, behind
yyour guards! You do nothing but steal children in the name of false gods!”
he yyelled. “Where are the third and fourth sons and daughters? Where are
theyy reallyy?”
Then there was a sound, a sharp intake of breath that came from
everyywhere, both inside and outside of me.
The blond man’s cloak parted as he yyanked out his hand. There was a
shout—a scream of warning—from below. A guard astride a horse turned,
but he wasn’t fast enough. The blond man cocked back his arm and—
“Seize him!” shouted Commander Jansen.
The man threw something. It wasn’t a dagger or a rock. It was too
oddlyy shaped for that as it ripped through the air, headed straight toward
the Duke of Masadonia. He moved incrediblyy fast, becoming almost
nothing but a blur as Vikter shouldered me back. Hawke’s arm folded
around myy waist, and he hauled me against him as the object flew past us,
smacking into the wall. It thumped off the ground, and myy gaze lowered to
where it came to rest.
It was…it was a hand.
Vikter knelt, picking it up and rising, the line of his mouth tense.
“What in the name of the gods?” he muttered.
But it wasn’t just anyy hand. It was the clawed, grayyish hand of a
Craven.
I looked at the blond man. A Royyal Guard had him on his knees, arms
twisted behind his back. Blood smeared his mouth.
“From blood and ash,” he yyelled, even as the guard gripped the back
of his head. “We will rise! From blood and ash, we will rise!” Over and
over, he screamed the words, as even the guards dragged him through the
crowd.
The Duke turned back to the crowd and laughed, the sound cold and
dryy. “And just like that, the gods have revealed at least one of yyou, haven’t
theyy?”