War is hell, and then it starts to hurt.
When war is all you've
ever known, the promise of peace is more terrifying than any battle.
For Freya, there was no life worth remembering before the army, and none
worth imagining after. Born to the lowest caste of a brutally bigoted
society, she’s found no more horror on the battlefield than she knew on
And she’s earned a lot more respect with a sword in her hand.
a young man, Dragan was blooded on the rush of adrenaline and sated by
the euphoria of victory. With Freya beside him as his partner, he was
indestructible. But age and mortality are gaining ground, and cracks
have started to appear.
He's had fifteen years of war and he's earned his share of peace.
they survived the war, they made the perfect team. But can they survive
peace when it means different things to each of them?
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