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Lady of the Lake

Fey Spy Academy Book 3

Nia finds herself entangled in a world of lies and betrayal, where the truth is as elusive as the Dream Stalker himself. Now trapped in a perilous court, she must navigate her own web of deceit while honing her magic. Every ally may be an enemy, and every word could be her last. In this treacherous world, survival depends on mastering her powers as Lady of the Lake. But as Nia's strength grows, so does the danger, and she must if she can trust those closest to her—or she risks losing the war, her life, and her heart.

— Excerpt —

Claret-tinged moonlight slants in through the palace windows, an otherworldly glow that lights up Talan’s powerful body from behind, sculpting the angles of his muscled arms. Droplets of water gleam on his broad shoulders. The dark, rich wood of this room envelops us in a cocoon of warmth and darkness, as if the rest of the world doesn’t exist. It’s just me and the sadistic prince.

The worst person I’ve ever met is so beautiful, the sight of him steals the breath from my lungs. He takes a step closer, moving with an unhurried grace, the torchlight gilding his features—the sharp cut of his jawline, the elegant curves of his cheekbones. His dark eyes lock on mine, smoldering with a challenge. I'm sure he knows the effect he has on others. His beauty is a weapon, a poison he uses to disarm his victims before he strikes. A sedative before a lethal blow. 

“Nia?” He says quietly. “I need to get you ready for our wedding. Now. I sent for the dressmaker the moment I heard you were riding back into the kingdom.”

My thoughts are a raging storm. Maybe it doesn’t help that he’s only in a towel, or that his jasmine-tinged scent wraps around me. And yet in the hollows of my mind, my own voice is screaming at me to run. In the Fey world, and especially with him, danger is all around me.

“Our wedding,” I repeat, stupidly.

I’m not sure if it’s the fatigue, or if it’s just him, but my thoughts can’t seem to catch up with the reality of the situation.

Our wedding?