corawritess
Magic is dying. Runestones, the remnants of a god's stolen power, are running out.
The three nations of Ethemir will burn the world to ashes before they let another claim what's left.
Dova is a weapon. Enslaved, widowed, and forged into a warrior for the empire that conquered her people, she carries a secret that would see her executed if it were discovered: The Beast, an ancient, hungry power living inside her bones. It whispers. It wants. And it can give life only by taking it.
Kael is a dead man walking. The Crown Prince of Khesea has been sent into enemy territory under the guise of diplomacy, but his mission is far darker than peace. He's come to gather intelligence, turn spies, and ignite a war that will destroy the empire from within. Even if it destroys him with it.
When Dova is tasked to spy on the enemy prince, she expects a mark and a chance to rise the ranks of the Sanctum. She doesn't expect someone who sees through her as fast as she sees through him. She's ordered to watch him. He's planning to flip her. But the closer they get, the more dangerous the game becomes.
In Ethemir, the line between alliance and desire is a blade's edge, and someone always bleeds.
One of them has to die. The other has to be the one who kills them.