FAKE AN ENGAGEMENT TO THE ICE KING TO TRAP AN ENEMY.
END THE SHAM BETROTHAL THE INSTANT THE FOE IS CAUGHT.
WHAT COULD POSSIBLY GO WRONG?
If I were mortal, the epitaph on my tombstone would ‘Here lies Isla Ríhbiadh of the Sky Kingdom, cherished daughter of Fallon and Lorcan, crown princess of Luce, and blunderer like no other.’ Luckily, I’m an immortal shifter sorceress, so my countless slipups haven’t resulted in my untimely demise. Yet.
When my latest blunder—accidentally poisoning my beloved grandmother—lands me in the steam chamber of a very naked and very irritable Faerie king, I worry that if the pointy-eared Glacin doesn’t dispose of my body under six feet of solid ice, my father will turn me into a forever-Crow.
Surprisingly, both kings prove forgiving. However, when I suggest becoming engaged to the Glacin King in order to bait his shifter-hating sister, my father reconsiders locking me in feathers. I reassure him that I’m holding out for my true mate, and that the last thing King Konstantin wants is to marry. My strategy is foolproof.
Obviously, I’m a fool for thinking so, since nothing I ever do goes right.
What starts as a friendly ruse soon turns into a perilous game. One that blurs the line between scheming and desire, between childhood fantasies and adult realities…between the Ice King and me.
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