In the vertical stack of the Five Realms, magic is a suffocating commodity, and Dream Mages are the ultimate currency, stolen at birth and bound by an unbreakable Blood Oath. Lux, a fugitive weaver of the subconscious, has spent years hiding in the shadows of Eldraeth, haunted by the memory of her mother’s murder and the silver-haired prince who represents everything she’s sworn to destroy.
Prince Aurelius of Kharadun is a weapon forged in cruelty. He lives to dismantle his father’s necrotic throne from the inside, but he needs a key, a mage not bound by the King’s lethal Blood Oath. When he discovers Lux, he recognizes a variable he can finally weaponize.
To save the realms from a necrotic tyrant, Lux must infiltrate the Spire, the very lion’s den she fled as a child. But as she navigates a court of vipers, she finds that Aurelius’s scars tell the same story as her own. As the line between duty and desire blurs, Aurelius and Lux must decide if the spark between them is enough to light the way, or if they are simply two flames destined to consume one another.
The foundations are rotting. The Veil is thinning. And some dreams are meant to be a nightmare.