12 parts Ongoing MatureThe witches of Moraveth are nothing but ghosts-hunted, slaughtered, and forgotten. The Kingdom of Ravaryn thrives on our suffering, bleeding us dry to fuel their power.
I was sent to stop them.
Disguised as a noblewoman, I slip into the royal court with a single purpose: get close to the king, dismantle his empire from within, and make them all pay in blood. I have spent years sharpening my hatred into a weapon, and I will not fail.
But then there's him.
General Tristan Vale. The King's Butcher. The man who led the charge against my people, who burned my homeland and stained his hands with the blood of my kind. He is ruthless. Unyielding. A legend built on the bones of witches.
And now he is my greatest obstacle.
He watches me too closely, shadows my every step, as if he knows I don't belong. He is meant to be my enemy-my executioner, if he ever discovers the truth.
But the longer I stand in his fire, the more I begin to see the cracks beneath his armor. The war-haunted man beneath the legend. And the way his touch-his forbidden, maddening touch-sets something inside me aflame.
I came here to destroy the kingdom.
So why does its deadliest weapon make me want to burn?
