
by Daisy-lived
The world is in its last arc — and the nobles are too busy counting coin to notice. When the king returns from six years of grief and silence, he brings with him a single intention — to restore what was lost, by whatever means necessary. But the Goddess has her own designs. Somewhere in the cold, a girl born of ice and blood is being gathered into the light. And the king's own daughter is already reaching toward her. Three lives. One prophecy. And a king who does not yet know that the thing he intends to destroy may be the only thing that can save what remains.
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