Dean_Sahara

"IN THE DARK, ALL THINGS THRIVE. Like it or not, a little gray brings things into perspective..."
These were the words of the Dark Abbess about a Dragon's rebirth. A dragon who would wear the skin of a young vampire.

Marsil was the son of the King, yet he was more...
Not an actual Prince but a ward of the Crown, and unknowingly the changeling of the prophecy. The prophecy spoken centuries ago about a Dragon Shifter that would rain hell from the heavens.

Set in a wealthy continent inhabited by the Southern Kingdom and Northern Empire, there are those among who want the entire continent for themselves...
The North is wintery: full of Otherwolders. The South is wealthy: full of betrayers. Between them is a Forest of death. When two crowns clash, one is bound to fall...

Journey into a world of Lust, Betrayal and Murder. As terrifying events begin to unfold, Marsil is born. He is the son of frost. The Moon-eyed One. The child of snows. 
THE WINTER BORN...
The novel is set in a world of sword and sorcery. Magic exists and fantastic beasts abound.

THE SWORD OF WINTER

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KING ARLON PIERRAN PERMITTED THE PRESENTATION of gifts to last for the first hour within his entry. After that, an upraised hand by the golden-haired ruler halted the process. The poor Lords on the waiting list would have to surrender their crafted presents without approaching the dais of the Themisan Hall.

Arlon rested with the rest of his family, seated at the helm of the rotund hall. Many of the crowd were on tiers before him, a good distance from his brackenwood Throne. In the upper levels, Arlon could see the Noblehouses swarm in united mass behind the proud banners of their houses.

As the Kingsguards led the Lords yet to present their gifts away, they all trudged back to their seats with smiles smitten and their visages fallen.

~THE ROYAL BALL V~ (An Eve of Stars)