Surviving the emperor’s sundering was just the beginning.
Surviving an alliance with two vampires who want each other dead?
Far more dangerous.
Arvelle never expected to walk out of the emperor’s arena. And she definitely never expected to form an uneasy alliance with two brothers who barely tolerate each other.
With Mortuus stirring in his prison, Arvelle is forced to work with Rorrik—the emperor’s brutally violent son—to translate a long-lost journal that may hold the key to keeping Mortuus caged.
But when someone attempts to keep those secrets buried, Arvelle realizes there’s a traitor within the imperius. And they want her dead.
Meanwhile, Rorrik is far more interested in the other information hidden in the journal, and he’ll stop at nothing to get what he wants.
As the emperor’s paranoia grows, Arvelle is forced to confront the truth about her blood, her power, and the role she’s destined to play in locating the gods who caged Mortuus so long ago.
But the gods are fractured, and their grudges are older than the empire.
If she’s going to keep Mortuus in his cage, Arvelle will have to decide who she can rely on—if anyone at all. And as battle lines blur, she learns one truth:
Sometimes the people you were never meant to trust…
are the ones who would never let you fall.
