In the frozen depths of Queen Eleanor's beleaguered kingdom Eldoria, ice shards glisten like broken dreams amidst the endless winter. Meanwhile, in Vampire Prince Vincent's domain, the ceaseless whirring of machines drowns out all hope. But an ancient prophecy, etched in blood and arcane runes, inexorably binds their fates together. 
As they each dare to dream of technological marvels that could thaw the endless night, a malevolent force stirs - an insidious enemy poised to devour all they cherish. Bitter rivalry must give way to uneasy alliance as Eleanor and Vincent are forced to unite against the encroaching peril.
Betrayals like viper's strikes lash out from the shadows they once called friends. In this crucible of fire and ice, the two leaders must face the demons that lurk in their own shattered souls. Will their bond transcend the boundaries of flesh and steel? Or will mistrust splinter the last vestige of light in their dying realms?
Vincent becomes insanely jealous when Eleanor turns twenty-one and does not accept his love proposal. He launches a relentless personal war against her and the palace because she can now rule Eldoria entirely on her own. He has lost his chance at expanding his principality. Eleanor is elated that she reached this milestone unmarried. She bravely defends herself and the palace against Vincent's attacks as he sends out monsterlike fighters to attack Eleanor's realm and coronation. 
Aided by her friend Shane, a genius engineer whose brilliance burns as fierce as his loyalty, Eleanor must summon a fierce ferocity to safeguard her people. 
Vincent has to face the fact that he may never unite the two kingdoms, though. Will Eleanor ever accept him as her partner? Can he beat Shane’s ingenuity and loyalty, ever?

The Ice Queen,  the Engineer and the Vampire Prince

"No...they've breached the palace!" Shane cried, his heart hammering with terror for Eleanor's safety. He could just make out the metallic monstrosity extending its jagged drill-appendages as more robotic horrors began pouring in through the shattered windows behind it. 


The orchestra's soaring anthems instantly descended into panicked shrieks as the once orderly coronation became pure chaos. Eleanor stood frozen on the dais, clearly torn between self-preservation and the duty to protect her people as humanoid figures scattered in all directions. 


Just then, a harsh electronic whirring made Shane whip his attention back towards his monitor. Ciera's artificial avatar flickered into view, indicating the final integration cycle had completed. 


"IBIS is now fully operational and awaiting command instructions," the AI intoned. 


Grandeur and terror