Chapter 1 · free to read
They called him the Frost General. Not for his temper — for what his touch did to living things.
A hostage is a debt one court owes another. Nobody had explained which court he was the debt of.
The southern prince came in silk the color of a fresh wound, and refused to shiver.
For the first time in years, the general felt warmth without pain.
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