T.A. Creech

King Solna Nalion is tired of war. Standing in the aftermath of yet another battle over an ancient insult, he longs for the possibility of ending the wars at last -- and finds it in Vius Tylele, a wounded warrior who is not what he seems. In light of Tylele's charm and intelligence, Nalion schemes to unite their countries for a lasting peace, one that might even bring love.<br><br>Nothing is as it seems and Vius Tylele knows that all too well. But King Nalion’s marriage proposal, while ridiculous, has merit. Between petulant generals, tainted magic, and falling unexpectedly in love, Vius discovers he has more to lose than he thought. His country, his magic, and even his heart.

Witch King

“Very few would know. The King wears a mask for Court.” King Tylele grimaced. “I hate the thing, but it’s necessary.”


“None of your subjects have seen your face while you acted out your duties as king?” It was unheard of in Sumentan. A ruler that couldn’t show their face could notbe trusted.


Solna quashed his next question at that because he needed to know. “Why?”


“Because then it does not matter if someone makes an attempt on my life.” He shrugged again and winced when his shoulder moved. “The way a Mage bonds and an elf bonds is so deep as to be one life with their chosen. It’s also why our rulers are always drawn to a warrior, with three exceptions throughout our entire history.”


Chapter 5