"I am a hunter, darling. I only go for the kill." ~*~*~ Born of shadows, cursed by silence, he is carved in exile. Fire wrapped in silk, a crown in waiting, she is a storm in disguise. He came for what the world had promised her. But she is no simple flower. She hides more thorns than the blooms. And this time, the hunter may be the one who bleeds. ~*~*~ extended summary inside.