In the gilded palace of Aradellan, loyalty is currency, and secrets bleed.Crown Prince Thorne Hallowmere knows this better than most—his court is a stage, his crown a trap, and his survival balanced on a knife’s edge after a failed assassination leaves the kingdom rattled.
Enter Nyric Nightbriar. A war-hardened, stone-faced captain, Appointed as Thorne’s new personal guard, He is everything Thorne hates—strict, silent, immune to charm—and perhaps the only person in the palace more furious about the assignment than Thorne himself.
They are fire and storm.
A prince who uses decadence as armour, and a soldier who refuses to look away. But as politics twist, old wounds fester, and danger circles ever closer, tension turns to friction, and friction threatens to become something else entirely.
When protecting the crown means getting close—too close—what happens when neither man is willing to be the first to fall?
Some people fall in love.
These two fall into war first.
Genre: Fantasy
Enter Nyric Nightbriar. A war-hardened, stone-faced captain, Appointed as Thorne’s new personal guard, He is everything Thorne hates—strict, silent, immune to charm—and perhaps the only person in the palace more furious about the assignment than Thorne himself.
They are fire and storm.
A prince who uses decadence as armour, and a soldier who refuses to look away. But as politics twist, old wounds fester, and danger circles ever closer, tension turns to friction, and friction threatens to become something else entirely.
When protecting the crown means getting close—too close—what happens when neither man is willing to be the first to fall?
Some people fall in love.
These two fall into war first.
Genre: Fantasy