The realm celebrates a princess.
Evangaline Baratheon, firstborn of the king, is everything the Seven Kingdoms could hope for—graceful, poised, and destined for the Iron Throne.
But behind the walls of the Red Keep, something is wrong.
When the Hand of the King dies under suspicious circumstances, whispers begin to spread—whispers of secrets, of questions asked too boldly, of truths buried too deep. As the royal family journeys north, those whispers follow, growing louder with every step.
Because Evangaline’s life is built on something fragile.
And if it breaks—
It won’t just destroy her.
It will destroy them all.
“Wait for me” Game of Thrones fic out now! Xoxo