Sorcerity
She is fire veiled in silk. He is steel forged in hell.
In the viper pit of Westeros, where whispers are sharper than swords and power is a deadly game, Lady Vaela of House Virelyn, known only as Hawk to a select few, walks a treacherous path. Blessed with the beauty and cunning of her house, she is expected to be a prize, a pawn in her family's ambitious schemes. But beneath the crimson braids and graceful curtsies lies a rebellious spirit, a fierce independence she nurtures in the shadows with clandestine swordplay and a thirst for something more than gilded cages.
Sandor Clegane, the Hound, is a creature of nightmares. Scarred by fire, hardened by violence, he is a man feared and reviled. Loyalty is a weakness he cannot afford, and compassion is a forgotten luxury. Yet, beneath the gruff exterior and the burning gaze lurks a flicker of something akin to honour, a desperate need to protect the innocent in a world drowning in blood.