The night Brielle’s mother died, the Fae King carved a sigil into her daughter’s palm and whispered a curse: You will never claim what is yours. You will love only the one who destroys you. Now, twenty years later, Brielle returns—not as a beggar, but as a weapon. Disguised as a diplomat from the Eastern Coven, she steps into the Silver Spire, a fortress of moonlight and lies, determined to dismantle the court that erased her. But the moment she enters the Grand Hall, the air shivers. A scent—sm