The Three Houses

The Three Houses

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The only way to survive on the streets of Ifmor is to align yourself with one of the three houses: House of Mirth concerns itself with entertainment, a house full of dancers, musicians, as well as gladiators and prostitutes. House of Steel makes the finest warriors, mercenaries, and brutal assassins. Irri - desperate to escape a life of desperate poverty joins the House of Hand - the most devious thieves and spymasters. When she realizes that the world is cruel and dangerous even with protection from her House Lord, Irri concocts a new plan - to bring the houses together under one roof and one ruler - herself. The throne is hers if she can play her cards right. And an alliance with the cruel, cold 2nd-in-command of House of Steel, known by all as the Reaper, could help solidify her chances. But when the duo starts to fall for each other, Irri fears she's losing sight of her overall goal and getting swept into the Reaper's own plans for Ifmor.
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