Nessika walks into a room like she already owns it, and most rooms let her.

A Valkyrie bonded to Prince Emrys, she’s glamorous, whip-smart, and armored in wit that never quite lets anyone close enough to see what’s underneath. Her mother was a Valkyrie too, used by the man she guarded and tossed aside the moment she was inconvenient. Nessika has spent her whole life making sure that story doesn’t repeat itself with her name on it.

She’s also, unmistakably, Sayra’s person. The friend who meddles in her love life for Sayra’s own good, who says the sharp true thing everyone else is too polite to say, who shows up. Underneath the polish is someone who wants exactly what anyone does: to be trusted, to be needed, and to never again be the one left standing alone.

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