
After the loss of a friend and false imprisonment in an Eleysian dungeon, Cyrene has no interest in destiny. Her heart was shattered, friends scattered, and her home is nothing but a pretty illusion. Even her magic won’t cooperate. When all seems lost, she turns to the one person she never thought that she would trust:
Prince Kael.
His darkness mirrors a growing force lurking within her. A struggle she never imagined threatens to consume her. And as friends and foes begin to show their true colors, she starts questioning whether anyone is who they seem. Even herself.
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Time was a wily beast.
It stole. It destroyed. It healed.
Constant and immovable.
And each day brought a new morning.
Time was dependable. And only time could move the world forward.
Time had slipped away from Cyrene. It was a thief in the night,
scrubbing away the hours and leaving her disoriented.
At first, all she could feel was the soft bed beneath her body. For a
moment, she thought of Dean. Lying against his chest, waking in the morning
with his arms wrapped tightly around her, knowing that another night had
passed. Another night closer to their wedding.
Then, another second ticked by, and that memory stabbed her in the
chest. There would never be another morning like that. There would never be
another dawn with Dean. There would never be another moment in Eleysia. For she
was bound to Byern.
And always would be.
Her eyes flew open, and she scrambled across the bed in horror. Her
hand touched her mouth…and Kael Dremylon’s eyes slowly opened with a lazy smile on his pretty face.
“Morning,” he said, biting back a yawn.
“What in the Creator’s name are you doing in my bed?” she all but shrieked.
“Sleeping.”
“How dare you come into my quarters and share my bed with me! Do you
think I have no honor? Do you think I have forgotten what you tried to do to
me?”
She had woken up curled around Kael! Her leg wrapped around his. Her
arm flung across his bare chest. His arms cradling her, as if he even knew what
comfort was.
Now, he was staring at her as if she had gone completely insane. How could he possibly think this was okay?
“Do you know where we are?” Kael asked.
He sat up and leaned on one elbow. The sheet slipped off his body, revealing
every rippling muscle. She snapped her gaze back up to his face.
“I don’t see how that matters.”
“We are on a Byern warship. This is the only room on the ship with
quarters this nice. Otherwise, you can sleep below decks with the crew. Is that
what you want?”
She shook her head. “Surely, there must be somewhere else. I can’t be
expected to sleep here. What will everyone think?”
He laughed a bitter, rough laugh. “Now, you are concerned about this?”
“If I am to be carted back to Byern, then I should have the luxuries of
an Affiliate.”
He held his hand out. “And you are afforded those luxuries.”
Cyrene opened her mouth to argue, but he cut her off.
“This is a war vessel, not a pleasure ship. We are not on procession,
like the last time you had the full attention of Byern royalty in your bed,” he
said viciously. “If you do not sleep with me, in my rooms, then you sleep below
decks. With the crew.”
Cyrene glowered at him. Of course, he would use every advantage that he
had while he had her here. And, even though she had never slept with King
Edric, it still prickled her to think that everyone, including Kael, believed
that she had. But, if it irritated him to consider it, then she wouldn’t
contradict him.
“So, you expect me to sleep next to you the entire time I am trapped
here?”
“Yes,” he said simply. “Now, if you want to roll back over and lie on me again, I won’t object.”



K.A. Linde grew up as a military brat and created fantastical stories based off of her love for Disney movies, fairy tales, and Star Wars. In her spare time, she is an avid traveler, loves reading young adult novels, and dancing. Additionally, K.A. has written more than a dozen adult novels and is a USA Today bestselling author. She lives in Lubbock, TX with her husband and two super adorable puppies.
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