A BetrayalâŚEverything Poppy has ever believed in is a lie, including the man she was falling in love with. Thrust among those who see her as a symbol of a monstrous kingdom, she barely knows who she is without the veil of the Maiden. But what she does know is that nothing is as dangerous to her as him. The Dark One. The Prince of Atlantia. He wants her to fight him, and thatâs one order sheâs more than happy to obey. He may have taken her, but he will never have her.
âA ChoiceâŚ.Casteel DaâNeer is known by many names and many faces. His lies are as seductive as his touch. His truths as sensual as his bite. Poppy knows better than to trust him. He needs her alive, healthy, and whole to achieve his goals. But heâs the only way for her to get what she wantsâto find her brother Ian and see for herself if he has become a soulless Ascended. Working with Casteel instead of against him presents its own risks. He still tempts her with every breath, offering up all sheâs ever wanted. Casteel has plans for her. Ones that could expose her to unimaginable pleasure and unfathomable pain. Plans that will force her to look beyond everything she thought she knew about herselfâabout him. Plans that could bind their lives together in unexpected ways that neither kingdom is prepared for. And sheâs far too reckless, too hungry, to resist the temptation.
âA SecretâŚBut unrest has grown in Atlantia as they await the return of their Prince. Whispers of war have become stronger, and Poppy is at the very heart of it all. The King wants to use her to send a message. The Descenters want her dead. The wolven are growing more unpredictable. And as her abilities to feel pain and emotion begin to grow and strengthen, the Atlantians start to fear her. Dark secrets are at play, ones steeped in the blood-drenched sins of two kingdoms that would do anything to keep the truth hidden. But when the earth begins to shake, and the skies start to bleed, it may already be too late.
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A Kingdom of Flesh and Fire
âTold him that if a woman fights with that kind of passion and makes you work that hard to earn even a smile, then thatâs the kind of woman you want by your side in and out of the bedchamber.â
âIf you donât wish to step back and remove yourself from this situation, then you canât let it show that their feelings are getting to you. You canât let Casteel know, lest we have another Landell situation on our hands. I donât know for sure what he feels for you, but one thing is evident. He will act upon any perceived insult to your honor. There is power there, Penellaphe. You are the neck that turns the head of the kingdom.â
âJust so you know, Penellaphe doesnât need protection. She is more than capable of handling things herself. But that is my future you are walking away with. Guard her well. Your life depends on it.â
âA marriage can only occur between two Atlantians if both halves are standing on the soil of their home, Princess.â
âHe wouldnât be marrying you, risking the ire of not just his entire kingdom but also his parents, who you will soon discover are not two people you want to anger just so you have a chance to make it through this alive, free from the Ascended and from him. If that is what you choose. But more importantly, he wouldâve stuck to the plan he spent years cultivating, and we wouldâve already been halfway to Carsodonia to exchange you for his brother. Yet, here we are. And the only reason why any of that changed is because once he got to know you, he started to care for you.â
âNo one, and I mean no one, speaks of you like that. Threatens you and lives.â
âI am Hawke. And I am Casteel. Iâm not two separate people, no matter how badly you want to believe that.â
âYour penchant for violence isnât anything to be ashamed of. Not with me. Havenât I told you it turns me on?â
âNo, Poppy. You being mortal or half-Atlantian wouldnât have changed what was already happening.â
âPlease donât die. Casteel would be most displeased.â
âYouâre beautiful when youâre quiet and somber, but when you laugh? You rival the sunrise over the Skotos Mountains.â
âThe night before I learned who he really was, I had already decided that I could no longer be the Maiden. It wasnât just because of him. Maybe how I felt about him was the start of me realizing that I could never live in the skin of the Maiden, but I wanted to stay with him. Even though I thought he was a Royal Guard and would have to basically go into hiding with me, I wanted to be with himâto stay with him somehow. Because he made me feelâŚ. He made me feel like I was alive. I did care for him. I cared for him a lot.â
âI swear to you, Poppy. I had no idea that you were Atlantian until I tasted your blood. I didnât even suspect that was what you were when I learned of your gift. Maybe I should have.â A shadow crossed his features, gone so quickly I wasnât even sure I had seen it. âBut no Atlantian has been capable of such a thing for, well, for hundreds of years. I didnât know.â
âSo, I know all about how the past doesnât remain where it should. How it likes to pay visits when youâre at your weakest. There is never a need to apologize, nor should you ever feel shame.â
âIâm going to need you to hold onto me and not let go, because Iâm about to fuck you like I promised.â
âEarlier, after the Craven, you were right about why they forced you to stay quiet about being bitten and told you never to use your abilities. Someone couldâve discovered what you were, and that would have brought their entire house of bones down on them. So, why did they wait so long and take that risk? Please tell me that youâve asked yourself these questions.â
âThere is no side of you that is not as beautiful as the other half. Not a single inch isnât stunning. That was true the first time I said it to you, and it is still the truth today and tomorrow.â
âYou two are more convincing now than you were during the whole time with Alastir. And if you canât convince Alastir that youâre so in love with each other that heâs forgotten his decades-long search for his brother, and you have forgiven his plans to ransom you, then there is no way youâll convince the King. And especially not your mother.â
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