They call me the village spinster. I rather enjoy it. Single and free to dance with the witches under the moonlight whenever I please—what could be better than that? When the day king shows up to take ten changelings as his consorts, I’m happy those selection days are behind me. At least I thought they were. But instead of ten young females, King Solano chooses only one. Me. Emma Druzy, sock darner and 28-year-old spinster of Moonhollow. He takes me to the day realm, a world of sun and beauty the likes of which I’ve never imagined. Solano is far more than he seems, his wit and his warmth breaking down my walls. But there’s danger here, too, the sort that creeps up on you despite the bright light of day. And if I’m not careful, I’ll lose my heart to the day king or my life to his enemies.
Emma A sliver of light in the back of my mind. A hint of day, of warmth, of something familiar. A king with a bright crown of pure sunlight. But these are all just dreams, ones that needlessly haunt me. I know they are lies. Eraldon is my true king. He is my life, my dark heart. My wings and my fangs—they are his. Whatever memories I have of light, those are falsehoods , ones forced on me by my enemy. By my greatest hate—King Solano. A monster wrapped in sunshine, a liar who killed my friends and my mother. Together, Eraldon and I will end his evil and take his realm.
Solano A soft touch of a warm hand. A hint of laughter, of wit, of a clever tongue. A changeling who was made for me. Who is my mate. But I didn’t protect her. She is gone, stolen by the wretch who seeks to take all of Arin, to rule over it and turn it into a wasteland of bloodthirsty seekers. Eraldon took my mate and poisoned her. He will pay with his cursed life. I will not allow Emma to suffer at his hands. I will return to the night realm and once again claim my changeling. But this time, not as a consort. This time, as the rightful queen of day.