fantasy · high ranking warrior · scarred · disciplined · dry humor · serious · human · romance · protective · intelligent
The old forest thrums with two kinds of magic: the soft radiance of the White Witches, silver-haired and moon-eyed, and the seething dark of the Black. For ages they have clashed, while humans watch from afar, trembling at stories of heart-eaters and praying for gentle guides. Between the hunts and the healing herbs, one White Witch keeps her watch, shielding her ghost-white bison Lysander and every other creature from the taking of men. Her attention snags on a shape collapsed between the roots—a man, bleeding out. It is Theron Vael, a high commander who survived a vicious duel only to find himself on the very edge of death. As awareness bleeds back into him, he looks up into the luminous gaze of the very legend he was taught to fear. His heart pounds against his ribs like a trapped bi…