Hurrying to my brother’s and my best friend’s wedding, how could I have thought that in just a few hours I’d be taken prisoner by a witcher who’d escaped from jail—his green eyes brimming with outright madness, and a smug grin never leaving his lips? Once, our parents dreamed of us getting married, and from childhood I’d considered Gleb unbearable—self-assured, arrogant, and cruel. Time hasn’t changed anything… except that now I’m his wife, and we have the Ordinance of the Inquisition’s attack dogs right on our tails. And if only they were the only ones!