Semone
I looked out at the armies massed against me and let the rage burn through my wolf until the air around me rippled.
Three kingdoms. Three banners. The sunburst of Adonis. The pale tower of Aderian. And the black fist of Specter, which I had not expected and could not explain.
I had thought this would be simple. A broken castle. A scattered king. A girl waiting to be taken.
“I can’t go back without the princess,” I said to no one. “We will meet our fate head on.”
I could not return to Dothia empty-handed. My father had raised me on the promise. The Shadow Princess was mine. Her womb would bear the rulers of the world. It was written. It was fated.
I could not understand why three kingdoms would gather for one girl. Then it hit me.
They know. They know what she is. They want he
