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She came to command the Demon Emperor—instead, Damien Cross sees a new plaything in the golden-haired princess of light. Lily Aurora expected a monster, not a warlord whose throne is built on purged courts and black iron cavalry, and whose word is law. Now she must negotiate with the man who has no intentions to bow his head to another.
Damien watches from the obsidian throne as Lily's voice falters mid-sentence, her white gown a pale flag before his iron court. He rises, armor scraping, and stops a breath away, his scarred hand tilt
Aldric has not touched the wine when the door to the east tower opens and Kael Thorne steps in, spear across his back, and sets a second chair down across from the boy. 'Your sister wrote to your fath
Damien sits on the obsidian throne, the unsealed letter resting on the arm, and watches Kael bring Aldric through the doors with Lily standing next to him and Gaby a few steps behind her. He holds the
The noon bell tolls and the throne hall goes silent as Seraphina leads Lily through the doors in the white and gold gown, her spine straight, her winter-blue eyes fixed on Damien where he sits on the