From a prince’s lineage straight into the mud. No magic, no influence, no freedom. My fate is death on the islands, where vicious beasts prowl among icy swamps, guarding their prey. Who am I? The wife of a state criminal. A convict. My family disowned me; my husband calls me a traitor; the conspirators think I’m a spy. They’ll kill me—there’s no doubt.
Who am I really? A tomboy, fatherless, an icon of style and a millionaire—so what are they trying to scare me with? I’ll tear out my last chance with my teeth, see profit in a pile of ash, and climb the throne over bodies. I don’t care about family, love, or a title. I need freedom—and we’re even.
19th century, detective, everyday life, monsters, intrigues, commoners and aristocrats—fiery hearts and cold minds without embellishments or borrowed gloss. A very cynical mature transmigration heroine, and from everyone else—who’s the hero and who’s the scoundrel—will reveal the ending of the story.
Cover by Hanna Haimovich.