Her Name Was Magic
She was born from prophecy. She fell in love with a girl who wasn't in it.
Eira was meant to save the realm or destroy it-depending on who you asked. Bound to a forgotten star, hunted by nobles, and feared by her own coven, she was trained to lead but never taught to feel.
Then came Lyra: wild-hearted, vine-blooded, and utterly untouchable. A warrior with secrets of her own and eyes that made Eira forget every rule she'd ever followed.
As rebellion brews and ancient magic stirs beneath the city, love might be their greatest power-or the thing that unravels them both.
Witches.
Queerness.
Betrayal.
Magic that blooms and burns.
If the world ends, it'll be because Eira loved her anyway.