The Ashes & the Star-Cursed King (Crowns of Nyaxia, #2)

by Carissa Broadbent

But then again, that was our entire relationship. He’d raised me to look at the bars of my cage and call them trees.

No, since a certain cave, and a certain woman, and a slew of tastes and sounds and sensations that I’d probably be chasing for the rest of my damned life.

“Hell of an entrance, princess.”

It was the kind of kiss that made doubts wither. The kind that made it easy not to think about difficult realities—even if it hinted at a more frightening one that I hadn’t yet accepted.

Good. Let us leave something on each other’s corpses.

“A lamb?” he mutters. “More like a viper.”

Viper and Princess as pre names <3