Nonmagical people are being demonized and falsely blamed for Magnifico’s economic problems after Queen Vivian’s bloody rise to power. But politics very quickly become more than abstract views to argue about when secret police wolves are deployed throughout the country to kill those born without magical abilities.<br><br>Seventeen-year-old Maximillian’s best friend Katherine is one such nonmagical person. In a bid to keep her safe, Maximillian turns to the queen’s estranged younger brother, a man thought to be dead until recently.<br><br>Prince Stefan is nineteen years old and has been in hiding from his family for years. He has no desire to resurface in the political world. Can Maximillian convince him the country needs him before it’s too late?

In the Name of Magic

Damn. The guy should’ve answered the door. Wanting confirmation Prince Stefan was indeed the masked stranger at the stadium didn’t make me unreasonable.


I rang the doorbell for a third time, and the door creaked open a crack.


“Who’s there?” asked a person from behind the door.


Yeah. It was the guy I’d met at the execution. I had fantasized about his voice often enough in the intervening week to know it was the same person. TMII sighed. “It’s the guy from the stadium. You dropped your locket.”


The door groaned as it opened farther. The guy who stepped forward didn’t need to be wearing a mask or the same clothes for me to recognize him. I would have known the aura of mysterious sadness anywhere.


“Thank you,” he said, taking the locket from me.


“One of my friends thinks returning it is foolish.”


“And why is that?” He crossed his arms as if protecting himself from the answer.


“He was worried this was a trick or something.” I took in a deep breath.


Chapter 6