Cozy, chaotic and devastatingly dark.
The Sleeping City of Historia hasn't stirred in over eighty years.
Margot has built a quiet life around her library with plenty of wine and as little responsibility as possible. That changes when Margot stumbles and accidentally bonds to an ancient, sharp-tongued Spirit who has spent years hiding in plain sight. The bond comes with a curse she never asked for and a title she cannot escape. Soul Wielder. Margot can sense auras and sway the hearts of mortals, marking her as a mess the Council wants contained.
Then there is Nikolas, a downtrodden mercenary with too many scars and too many things trying to kill him. Hunted across the Interwilds for the mana in his blood, he expects nothing but pain and an early grave—until a strange vixen on the road derails his plans and places him directly in Margot’s path.
In exchange for his freedom and her seat on the Council, they agree to an impossible heist to steal a powerful weapon sealed deep within Historia’s armoury vault. The alliance is necessary—the feelings are not, and Orion is determined to tear them apart.
