Caio I

When the sky begins the fall, man must know why.

Prince Kyrie was born wrong, and he was reborn even worse: awakened, psychic, able to feel what other men choose to bury. In a world where power runs through blood and bone, that should make him strong. Instead, it makes him watched.

His brother, Lucius, not by blood, but by love, was born right: Golden, reckless and easy to love; the kind of man kingdoms are built for. He was never meant to rule. He was only ever meant to survive Kyrie's shadow.

But swords don't care what you were meant for. When a dying king's throne comes loose, when a cult's oldest promises start calling in their debts, and when the bones beneath the world begin to fade, brotherhood breaks first, and crowns break second.

One of them will win. It won't be the one anyone bet on.