Heat of the Everflame (Kindred's Curse, #3)

by Penn Cole

And my joy became bliss. Nestled between her wings, his dark hair unbound and whipping against his olive skin, a jeweled sword clenched in one hand and a shield of Fortosian steel in the other, was Prince Luther Corbois. My Luther.

AHHBHHHHH YESSSSSSSSW

“I was supposed to be around to protect you.”

Hes been poisoned and hes hiding it

When we arrived, Doriel was not at all pleased to see him. Their expression was clouded, and they shot their attendants a disapproving glare.

Something Bad is going to happen to her