The Reckoner

"And why do you need me?" "Well, you see, little queen, you're to marry my brother." There's silence and then, "Marry your brother?! Ha! You're more of a fool then I thought." I'm still snorting when I hear the sound of his horse move next to mine and I feel a large hand grip my face. I meet his stormy grey eyes, and even upside down I can see the wickedness inside them. "You're going to marry him, little queen," he says softly, "or you and your entire county will go up in flames." As I stare into his soulless eyes, I don't doubt his threat. "Who are you?" I whisper. "I thought you were smarter than that," he shakes his head and moves back to his position in front of me and Lomech. "Sweetheart, I am the Reckoner."

~There once were dragons. There once was love. There once was one. There once was Livda. Now, the land is divided in two, gentle Zychon and harsh Dunswathe. When the princess Khylani is mistaken for her sister Elenaf and kidnapped by the fearsome Reckoner, she must do everything in her power to defeat him and his wicked brother. But what happens when she finds herself falling hard for the very man she is supposed to kill?