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Solveig Vinter hunts people for the Frost Court, and she is good at it, and that is the problem. The frost in her blood is *a half-awake creature shifting in its sleep,* and it has decided before now that a man was a threat while her head was still catching up. Her handler is blunt about it. *This one's Ember Court. He'll have fire in his blood.* She brings him in. He gives her a name and a sentence she cannot unhear. *My name is Ashford Krane. I know how to stop the Tithe.* The Tithe is not an abstraction. *Every court in Thalvorn was watching the calendar now. Thirty days until the blood moon. Thirty days until someone died.* And the prisoner, from the floor of a cell, tells her whose name is already written down. *Orin is next, Solveig. The Tithe is a month away, and your brother's name is already on the list.* Solveig carries a knife Orin gave her for her seventeenth birthday, on a day he swore the court would never use her as a weapon. So a Frost half-blood and an Ember spy start working the same problem from opposite sides of a war: a broken crown with a conduit still in it, three anchor points buried under a temple, a throne room and a set of ruins, and two bloodlines that turn out to answer each other when their hands are on the same stone. What neither of them counts on is that the plot they are unpicking does not belong to either of their courts, that the person who has been standing closest to Solveig the whole time serves somewhere else entirely, and that the betrayal that finally lands comes from the one person she would never have searched. A fantasy romance of frost and fire, closed-door, set across ice fields, a masked feast, a collapsing chasm and a ruin above a river, ending in a warm kitchen on a morning that does not demand blood.

Magic Conspiracy Supernatural Enemies to Lovers Betrayal Political Intrigue Mystery Thriller Chosen One Rebellion Adventure Epic Quest Fated Mates Dark Fantasy Family