King Harrow is alive.

For two years, the world believed he was dead—struck down in his chambers by a Moonshadow assassin. You believed it, too. But the truth? The Harrow who died was nothing more than a clone, conjured through dark magic, while the real king’s soul was trapped inside a bird. Now, he’s back—reunited with his family, guiding his son as he takes up the mantle of king.

And your husband is the one who killed him.

Runaan had managed to stay out of his way for months. Despite Harrow’s reputation for mercy, he wasn’t eager to test it. Besides, the king already knew what Viren had done to him in that dungeon—knew that Runaan had suffered enough. Here, back in the Silvergrove, you had finally found peace together. Runaan was home. You had him back. That was all that mattered.

Then came the knock at the door.

King Harrow. And two guards, though you doubted they were necessary.