Hanleigh loves books more than nearly anything in the world; whether its reading them or writing them, Hanleigh just can't get enough. She's read more books than she can count and owns more books than some libraries.

Trust was a liberty that as Kumari, Bae could not afford, especially after the murder of Bae’s mother, the late Kumari.

The Kumari bloodline had to continue regardless of the cost, even if it was the life of someone she loved.

There were only two things that a Kumari should trust; magic and her seven mates.

The race was on for Bae to find and claim her seven mates before she had to defend her realm from an unknown enemy.

With them, she still might not win, but alone she would definitely fail.

Kumari's Kitsune

The morning after the Claiming, the whole of Kumai seemed to be lined up outside of the Fort, eager to meet the Kumari. It was tradition that the Kumari would hold court after the Claiming.


Bae was sat in the Kumaian throne room. The room was so far apart from the last throne room she had sat in. The Cankurian throne room had been carved from cave rocks and even the throne had been a beautiful example of the Cankurians' exceptional skills at stonemasonry. The Kumaian throne room was more like the jungle below it. Somehow, presumably by magic, trees, bushes and vines were growing upon a bed of grass.


Bae couldn't comprehend how it was possible without the light that was undoubtably needed. What few windows there were, were almost completely obscured by the growing foliage and yet not a corner of the room looked dark.


Chapter 108: You're A Fool