It was supposed to be easy-her brother's wedding, just a trip back to her homeland, and nothing more. No drama, no complications, no slipping into the shadows of a past she thought she'd outrun. But home has a way of unearthing things: old wounds, buried grudges, and truths no one wants to say out loud, and she knew she wasn't everyone's cup of chai, but this time-oh boy, destiny made sure she felt it.

She was the night sky, They were the twinkling stars of the night sky. She was the poetess, They were her poems. She survived chaos that is how she grew, They thrived in chaos because chaos is all they knew. She fell in love with the full moon and dark fairytales. Her curiosity was piqued by the layers of the night. The pull of the dark always eluded her, like a wolf in love with the moon. She was NYX. With a sharp intellect and a heart from hell. They laughed as they spilled blood. They were made of darkness, anger and beauty. They were the Dell 'Olio brothers. They rode into the ruined Empire, trying to find her A pretty little princess, waiting for her knight in the noble steed was what they thought! But she is the Queen who rose from ashes with grace and beauty, who burned the empire down.