
Everleigh, Young and impressionable, meek and misused, what else could a girl hope for than her Unum to come and save her from this disastrous ceremony she did not want to participate in. But he didn't save her did he? Torryn, waiting four years for her was agonising. He never thought he'd meet his Unum like he had. Barefoot, bloody, and crying near the magical border of his land. She being small and fragile, him being strong with many monsters fighting for control. He needed her as she needed him.All Rights Reserved