Scarab Eater's Daughter

Alderose Brodeur must avenge more than her parents' deaths. I use my muscles more than my magic. I have to. My father learned the hard way that magic can be sucked dry. He made certain I knew a good right hook is priceless, and to keep my blades sharp. He's dead now. My two sisters and I are talking again. But there's so much Clementine and Beryl don't know about me--and there's no time for a girl...