Every one hundred years, the immortal king chooses a woman to be his queen. And I chose to join the competition-not for a crown, but to uncover the truth. Nobody knows what he looks like, what he's like, or why he even holds these trials. Yet every century, hundreds compete for the title. But I didn't come to win his favor. I came to find answers-about the curse that binds us all and the secrets that shroud a king who has lived far too long. And when I finally see his face, his eyes, I wonder if every woman before me witnessed this same magnificent view. Yet before I can fall for his beauty, I find myself falling for his darkness-for the secrets he hides and the curses that must be broken.