They stole my name. My blood. My throne. Now I’ll burn their empire to ash. I was the lost heir of Ravenclaw—stolen at birth, raised in the lawless outer wastes, forged into a hunter with nothing left to lose. Now they’ve brought me back. Not to restore me. To use me. My “family” parades the false princess they actually love. My father trades me like a pawn for a royal engagement. And the perfect sister who stole my life? She’s already plotting with dark powers to bury me forever. They think I’m weak. A feral girl in peasant leathers, easy to break. They don’t know what I learned in the wastes: Wait. Watch. Strike when they beg. Then the system awakens—a cursed inheritance that lets me rewrite fate, but only if I’m willing to pay in pieces of my own soul. Every choice branches a destiny tree: become a queen of thorns… or burn it all down. He was sent to cage me. A shadow commander with dragon-scale armor and ice in his veins. Now he watches me burn down his world—and chooses to stand beside me. They made me an exile. I’ll make myself a reckoning. --- Romantasy readers who love: · The Serpent and the Wings of Night – style grit · Jane Eyre – level dignity and defiance · Shield of Sparrows – epic slow-burn & class warfare → Welcome to the hunt. You’re either the predator… or the reclaimed heir’s first lesson