He is the Black Naga, the right hand of the head of his clan. Strong, restrained, closed off, dark—and… astonishingly beautiful. She is his betrothed and at the same time the daughter of his enemy. Between them—deceit and hatred. A silent wall of distrust, one she cannot overcome. But is this barrier truly insurmountable? And is the Black Naga’s heart really that cold?
Based on Eastern and Indian legends about the True Nagas.
"The book mentions non-traditional sexual attitudes, however this is not propaganda"