She’s done being a prisoner. He’s done running. The Crimson Queen is done waiting.
Aisling:
I wake up screaming in a stranger’s bed.
For three weeks, I was an evil queen’s prisoner.
Now I’m hiding in a fortress with a dragon who won’t stop pacing outside my door.
Rurik is reckless. Annoying. But…he acts like I’m special.
I’m angry and scared. I want to kill.
Still, something about him calms my fire.
I won’t let anyone imprison me again.
I’m ready to stop surviving and start burning.
Rurik:
Three hundred fifty years of jokes and chaos.
I never involved myself with anyone before.
I never wanted to. Until now.
She’s broken, furious, and holding a scalpel to my throat.
Aisling Byrne is iron and ice and the only thing that makes me want to give her the world.
But she’s had enough of being trapped.
She wants to stand on her own.
To keep Aisling safe, I have to do the one thing I’ve never mastered.
I have to give her space.
