The Shadow of Breninsol
For more than a mortal’s lifetime, she had striven to make the king’s line pay.
Magic is dead in the kingdom of Solas. Or that’s what people thought.
The line of kings had massacred the witches and now the Sol King rules supreme from his party palace in the capital, Breninsol.
Indentured servitude in a brothel at least provides Eleanor with a roof over her head and a place to drink away the memories of her long life—when she’s not sneaking out for assassinations and investigations.
But women are going missing.
There are whispers of strange events in the city.
And now, Eleanor is chosen as a courtesan for the palace. A possible Favour for a courtier.
Despite needing to blend in and keep people at a distance to hide what she really is, Eleanor cannot go unnoticed. Yet a man, of immense power and unimaginable wealth, sets his eyes upon her.
Her Dark Star.
Becoming the plaything of a noble has little appeal. No matter who he is or how close it gets her to the king.
For Eleanor, survival is all that is left. But that may be more complicated than ever.
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