[BOOK ONE OF THE FALLEN CROWNS SERIES] The preparation for a war they are sure to win is meticulous and unyielding. They are determined, their resolve as solid as the armor they don. Their large army stands ready, equipped with sharp swords, strong shields, and led by a wise and valorous king. The head commander, a master tactician, has laid out a plan to secure victory, leaving no room for doubt. The crown, a symbol of their enduring legacy, is securely worn, and banners, emblematic of their honor and strength, are held high by those trusted to represent their kingdom. The horses, fierce and majestic, ride into battle with their riders clad in shining armor, their silver swords gleaming in the light. The men, skilled and resolute, grip their weapons with unwavering confidence. The battlefield, soon to be drenched in bloodshed, echoes with the clamor of combat and the cries of the fallen. The clash of steel and the roar of war fill the air. But as the dust settles and the smoke clears, the question remains: who emerged victorious from the chaos and carnage? Who stands tall amidst the wreckage, and who lies defeated? To uncover the outcome of this epic confrontation, read on and witness the unfolding of fate and glory. |!| BLOOD, GORE, BRUTALITY WARNING |!|

When we all thought that was the end of The Forbidden, another brave warrior rises from the dust, stumbling through the halls in search of his best friend, finds Queen Madeline's body, lying beside her son. Whom we thought was unborn, deceased and nothing but the shadow of a baby boy, now crying in Ser Gregory's arms. Little baby Cynric was not only alive but girl, a little baby girl, would have been a sweet surprise and beautiful new queen for The Forbidden.