My name is Carla Trent. I'm 26, living in London and getting over a pretty serious ex fiancé and family situation. So when this prince, this handsome god like man comes into my life and claims to some god of a realm I've never heard of, cast out from 'Yaldvir' after trying to kill his father, what do you expect me to do? ::: TEASER: We moved backwards into a wall and I hitched my leg up. All of this whilst a war threatens to destroy my new home and all of our companions dance and drink below us. ::: WARNING: Mild course language, mild violence and sexual scenes :)