Nikolai

The war room was cold, but I barely noticed.

I stood at the head of the table, my hands braced against the map that covered its surface. Red circles marked the territories that had already fallen. Black arrows traced the paths of the enemy armies. And at the center of it all, a single name that had become the focus of my every thought: Serafina.

The queen of Avalon held the key to survival. Her warriors were legendary, her trainers unmatched, and her magic ancient and powerful. If ...