In a realm where love is left to fate—and fate is cast with a twenty-sided die—one witch refuses to play by the rules…but will her heart be able to withstand it? Once a year, the single citizens of the realm gather for the Festival of Fates, where enchanted dice roll out divine matchmaking. It’s like magical Tinder meets celestial one roll, one match, one spark of fate. Elara is a strong-willed witch once scorned by love. When she ends up magically tethered to the last person she'd ever choose, she decides to attempt to trick fate. But as monsters rise, secrets unravel, and the stakes grow ever more personal, she’ll have to decide what’s real, what’s scripted, and what’s written in the stars. Sir Tavian is a golden-hearted knight who’s shirtless more often than not, obnoxiously charming, and far too into pong reracks for someone who swings a sword for a living. With his knowing smirk and too-perfect rolls, he is a walking contradiction—part fantasy, part threat. Elira wants him to be just another NPC. But the way he looks at her? The way he knows her? That feels dangerously real. Their misfired match unleashes magical mayhem unless they cohabitate—and worse, they’re required to appear weekly before a tribunal of matchmakers (and adoring fans) to be tested and scored. Cue the forced proximity, enchanted bickering, and an increasing number of moments that feel suspiciously like destiny. Rom-com meets satirical high fantasy in a world of divine dice rolls, matchmaking misfires, and slow-burn tension hotter than a phoenix’s backside. A romantasy for lovers of dice, destiny, and delicious tension.