The Cursed Selection

Eighteen years ago, Count Leger destroyed my mother, accusing her of adultery, and sent me to an orphanage. But I grew up, and when a mark of the Royal Selection lit up on my shoulder, I finally had a chance to prove that Leger blood runs through my veins as well. So I came to Ttrein—to look my father in the eye. But returning home turned out to be harder than I thought. The struggle for King Hakan’s favor raged like a matter of life and death—and, most inconveniently, my heart got pulled into it too.