She was supposed to die beneath the noose. Accused of forbidden magic and condemned by her own village, Selka Veyne expects her final breath to be taken beneath white silk. Instead, the cursed prince of the Ironwood crashes through the gallows and claims her blood as the key to breaking an ancient curse. Rhyxen Valehart is dangerous, ruthless, and bound to a dying court of thorns, secrets, and buried queens.
Saving Selka was only the beginning. Now their lives are tied by a bond neither of them fully understands-and every gate they open drags them deeper into a war built on stolen names, blood magic, and crowns that feed on fear. As Selka's power awakens, she must decide what kind of woman survives the rope. A bride. A weapon. A witness. Or the one person strong enough to refuse the crown everyone wants to place on her head.
She was supposed to die beneath the noose. Accused of forbidden magic and condemned by her own village, Selka Veyne expects her final breath to be taken beneath white silk. Instead, the cursed prince of the Ironwood crashes through the gallows and claims her blood as the key to breaking an ancient curse. Rhyxen Valehart is dangerous, ruthless, and bound to a dying court of thorns, secrets, and buried queens.
Saving Selka was only the beginning. Now their lives are tied by a bond neither of them fully understands-and every gate they open drags them deeper into a war built on stolen names, blood magic, and crowns that feed on fear. As Selka's power awakens, she must decide what kind of woman survives the rope. A bride. A weapon. A witness. Or the one person strong enough to refuse the crown everyone wants to place on her head.