I have a secret. I’m not who you think.
In this world, where gowns, castles, and crowns make for the perfect reflections, life isn’t always as it appears. Love is elusive, even when the most beautiful woman is right before you. Illusions distort visions, shadows lurk in the sunshine, and monsters tread behind smiles and chivalrous facades.
I, Roman Archibald Godfrey, swore an oath to Molave.
To the king.
And above all, to Princess Lucille.
The princess isn’t mine to take, but you know what they say about forbidden fruit.
Have you been Aleatha’d?
