A Fucking Prophecy

His Majesty is a drunkard and a womaniser. The newly appointed regent is a psychopath, the church is in disarray, every second person
is a traitor and everyone wants that damned sword, Shadowbreaker, or the Wings of Eternity, which are supposed to stop it.
And on top of all that, there's a bloody prophecy and a drunk child.
A brutally humorous political fantasy in which the main characters die off like flies, and their tombstones bear peculiar inscriptions.

Recommended for readers who enjoy having their lives royally screwed up in the best possible way while holding a book.