He has no family, no homeland, no home. He has long been—and profitably—married to war. His profession is tied to people’s deaths, and his skills are paid well. His heart doesn’t know pity, but there’s a strange whim: helping a sweet student brings unexpected changes to his fate. Maryana doesn’t seek patronage and is ready to work honestly on the path toward her dream. Only the Reaper is used to achieving the goal at any cost—whether it’s a new weapon, big money, or the woman he wants. Even if that woman sympathizes with a captive soldier from a hated country.