Demenis Varrow was born beneath mourning bells and raised beneath sharpened blades. The second son of Dravenmoor’s royal bloodline, he grew up overlooked until war carved him into something far more dangerous than a prince.

At sixteen, he led soldiers twice his age through the Black Hollow Rebellion and returned covered in blood with victory clenched in his fist. The kingdom praised him as a savior. The court whispered monster behind his back.

Then came the betrayal.

The royal family accused Demenis of treason after the king was nearly assassinated. Rather than kneel for crimes he didn’t commit, Demenis vanished into the night, taking loyal soldiers with him. The crown declared him dead within the month.

But dead men do not build rebellions.

Now, years later, whispers of the “The Hallow Prince” spread through taverns and battlefields alike — a silver-eyed exile gathering power in the dark while the kingdom rots from within. And when a girl appears bearing his ancient mark burned into her skin, Demenis realizes the war he started may finally destroy the throne for good.

Torvyn was born the bastard son of a disgraced commander and learned young that loyalty was the only thing stronger than blood. He met Demenis Varrow at thirteen after nearly killing a noble boy in a street fight. Instead of punishing him, Demenis offered him a blade and a place beside him.

From that day on, Torvyn followed him through war, betrayal, and exile without hesitation.

When the kingdom announced Demenis dead, Torvyn buried his grief beneath rage sharp enough to split kingdoms apart. He became the Shadow Prince’s ruthless second-in-command — feared for his silence, his brutality, and the storm-grey eyes that miss nothing.

So when the main character appears carrying Demenis’s ancient mark, Torvyn doesn’t see destiny.

He sees another way to lose his brother.

Sable grew up in the undercities beneath Dravenmoor, where information was worth more than gold and trust got people killed. By fifteen, she was running messages between thieves, nobles, and rebellion cells, memorizing secrets faster than most men could read them.

She became known as the girl with ink-stained fingers and too many names — a collector of forbidden maps, royal records, and truths the crown buried deep.

Years ago, Sable crossed paths with Demenis Varrow during his exile and uncovered the truth about the prince the kingdom claimed was dead. Instead of selling the information, she stayed.

No one knows exactly why.

Since then, she has acted as the rebellion’s unseen hand — bribing guards, forging documents, and keeping Demenis alive more times than he’ll ever admit aloud.

When she sees the mark burned into the main character’s skin, recognition flashes across her face before fear quickly follows.

Because Sable has seen that symbol once before.

And kingdoms burned after it appeared.