Vera has made a living breaking the law, but even she follows one rule—never steal from the Fae.
Sometimes doing the right thing means doing what is difficult. This is our path. Many won’t understand it because—for most—what is right is what is easy.
Freedom came with a thousand unknown dangers...
I'm fine. It's only a touch of death
I am the right choice. The only choice. And I will protect my kingdom.
The pandemonium, the division of the night before, had been quieted by the age-old response, the reminder that our unity as a province, as a city, was stronger if we were united as one under the law and customs of our Code. Their Code. Not mine; I was no longer protected or bound by the Code.
Tel, handsome crown prince of Feigh, has negotiated an end to the war between his country and the strange queendom of Omela. He looks forward to an easy reign of wild parties and wilder men. The deities have other ideas, however, in this gay fantasy novel of transformation, redemption, and love.
Never once did they imagine they might be walking home to find things far worse than they had left them.
"I wanted to make you something that was from all of me, human and dragon, because you have accepted all of me." -Egan to Raidon
When Ren and Tess found themselves back in Nadežra, Ren had been resolved. No whoring, no killing. Instead, she set her sights on a higher target: use what she'd learned to gain acceptance into House Traementis as their long-lost kin... with all the wealth and social benefit it brought.