The crown will fall. The stars will rise. And the realm will kneel before her flame.
I was never meant to survive this war, let alone become its weapon. The powers of Light, Shadow, and Night burn beneath my skin, volatile and barely contained.
I’ve tasted darkness, danced with ruin, and I carry the weight of a prophecy that threatens to shatter me. They call me the Child of Twilight. A harbinger. A queen. A monster.
Reign swore he would never stop fighting for me. Even when the bond between us frays. Even when the blood vow hanging over his head demands my death. But love may not be enough to save us.
Not when I can’t even trust myself. Helroth gathers his army. The Courts are crumbling. And every choice I make has the power to ignite salvation or annihilate everything.
The stars are watching. The realm is burning. And in the end… only one crown can rise.
