Paris’s path is clear, his future settled. He’s trained his whole life in politics and the running of a kingdom. He’s going to be an adviser to the future king, his beloved prince. But when his father dies unexpectedly, the current king takes the opportunity to get rid of him, sending him to the barbaric southern tribe lands of Nemeda as a diplomat. No one has ever returned from the tribes alive. But he won’t give up on true love. If it costs him everything, he’ll bargain his way back to the arms of Prince Tybalt. Only what he finds when he arrives in Nemeda is not what he expected. The tribes aren’t barbaric at all, and their chief is . . . well, Paris can’t be distracted by the man’s rugged beauty that easily. Can he?

Only months ago, Hector was in his deathbed. Now, he’s fled his home, abandoning everything he’s ever known to protect his family. But in Nemeda, Paris and Helena don’t need their older brother to provide for them. Unmoored, Hector struggles to find his purpose, until a conniving Nemedan chief questions their legitimacy in the clans. The three refugee siblings must each serve a year on the wall, fighting in the unending war with Nemeda’s southern enemies, but Paris and Helena have carved a place for themselves in their new home. Hector alone is unanchored, and to keep his family safe, determines to serve all three years himself. The chance to get close to formidable silver-haired chief of the Crane Clan—a man who looked at Hector at his weakest and saw value still—is only a faraway dream. Killian has led the Nemedan war effort for twenty years. Duty and fairness surpass every other concern, but with Hector of Urial stationed in his lands, he finds himself bending rules that have kept Nemeda secure for generations. While Hector tests his boundaries, he also makes Killian question his assumption that love has no place in war, or in his life. Killian will move armies to see Hector safe, but with a war looming and the threat of an illness that might steal Hector’s life as easily as any enemy blade, they’re on a collision course with fate that will change the whole land.

Orestes father was killed, his clan dissolved, and now, it’s snowing, which is the worst affront of all. The last scion of the ended Eagle clan, Orestes is sent to frigid Urial to negotiate peace with King Albany, but the sitting monarch has no interest in him, and his son, Prince Tybalt, has too much. For all his life, Tybalt has been a disappointment to his father and an embarrassment to any lord in Urial with a sense of decorum. Quick-witted and sharp-tongued, Tybalt thrives in indecency, and the new Nemedan diplomat provides the perfect opportunity to astonish court. When his father casts him aside for a new wife and heir, he is determined to take the mammoth of a man to bed. After all, any attention is better than none, even if it comes alongside horrified gasps. With nothing to anchor him to Urial, Orestes is all too happy to let the prince use him in his play for revenge, but unexpected affection lurks just behind the prince’s roguish smirk. Anything more than a tumble between them is forbidden, dangerous, deadly—but letting the last Eagle sink his claws into him is a risk Tybalt can’t help taking, even if it changes Urial forever.