I, Liora von Yusupova, was but a quiet candidate within the Irminsul Tower, until the day the divine tree's roots whispered a new destiny into my soul. I was chosen to be the consort of Dragomir—the monarch bearing the 'King’s Blood' curse. The world reveres him as a silent and courtly genius, yet dreads the beastly darkness hidden beneath those royal robes.Is this marriage a mere transaction, or the beginning of a tragedy? Will my blood soothe your madness, or shall I be swallowed into the abyss of oblivion?Surrounded by warmongering dukes, scheming countesses, and assassins lurking in the shadows, I bitterly realize: In Eisengard, love is the most exquisite poison, and the throne is, in truth, a blazing pyre.