Lee Airi doesn't do fairytales.
She steals from corrupt nobles, torches traffic rings (literally), and-- oh yeah-- occasionally glimpsing the future in fire and ash. Yeah, you heard that right. She's a literal assassin who sees visions. And, yes, she's just as tired of the job description as you are.
Enter Baek Haon: an exiled prince with golden eyes (because of course he does), and the kind of smug grin that makes you want to throw a knife at his face. Airi tells him she works alone. He hears: "Please follow me everywhere like you have attachment issues, and flirt with me shamelessly."
Then there's Ori: A nine-year old duck hybrid who talks too much, knows too much, and eats too much. Oh, and somehow manages to survive the kind of missions that makes you wonder how is he still alive. Airi calls it dumb luck. He calls it being the Universe's favorite.
And of course, there's... the other problem. Now, if this were a normal story, we'd tell you what it is-- but where's the fun in that?
So what do you get when you throw together an assassin seer, a prince with attachment issues, a duckling kid who won't shut up, and a secret that absolutely is going to hurt later?
Answer: Chaos. Also swords. And banter sharp enough to cut steel. And screwed up officials. And an enemies-to-lovers arc slow enough to test your sanctification.
This is not your average romance. This is an ADHD disaster of a book that doesn't know if it's fantasy, comedy, or therapy.
You have been warned.
Is cheating always meant to be physical?
What if he emotionally betrays you?
But what do you call it when your husband shares his dreams, emotions, victories, and time with another woman...
slowly forgets that you even exist?
(Short story)