A PRINCE fighting to save a princess
A SERJAH torn between duty and desire
A PRINCESS willing to sacrifice everything
A DECOY with nothing to lose
A WORLD about to be torn apart
After his father’s latest punishment, Grayson isn’t at his full strength. Trapped in Ryden and surrounded by enemies, he knows escaping with Mia will be more complicated than anticipated. Tyrell is determined to claim Mia for himself, and Henri’s plans for the rest of Eyrinthia are more horrific than Grayson ever imagined. Despite the increased danger, he and Mia must return to Mortise and warn Desfan of what’s coming—even though it may already be too late.
In Mortise, the palace is still reeling from the brutal attack that left many dead and even more wounded. Regardless of the chaos, Desfan is determined to continue with his coronation. As serjan, he hopes to bring stability to his country and solidify the peace with Devendra. But things in Eyrinthia are always complicated. When Prince Liam reveals they may be facing dangers from old enemies, Desfan will have to decide what kind of ruler he will be.
Devastating news from home has left Clare broken. Despite her heartache, she must once again be Serene’s decoy when a terrifying report sends the princess on an unexpected mission to Zennor. Left at the palace, Clare helps Desfan build trust with the elite in Mortise while guarding a treasonous secret. Because as her grief transforms into a burning desire for vengeance, she is finally ready to embrace a new role—rebel.
Eyrinthia is consumed by uncertainty. Duty. Desire. Sacrifice. Every rebellion has its cost.
Royal Rebel is book 4 in the Fate of Eyrinthia YA fantasy romance series, and should be read in order. If you like swoon-worthy romance, complex characters, and non-stop action with epic twists, then you’ll love the captivating world of Eyrinthia!
Excerpt:
When Karim closed the door, Desfan spoke first. “How’s your leg?”
“Fine.”
If Karim was bleeding out, he’d probably say the same.
Desfan rolled his eyes. “Please sit down.”
Grudgingly, Karim did, though his arms remained crossed. “You’re risking your life for a ridiculous ceremony.”
“It’s not all ridiculous. I do get a large crown out of it.”
“Cut the wit, Des. This is your life we’re talking about.”
“I know. But the people need a serjan today.”
“They also need one tomorrow.”
He sighed. “I have every intention of living out the day.”
“So thought many a dead man.”
“You’re always so pessimistic.”
“And you’re an aggravating optimist.” Karim’s eyes narrowed. “War is coming. No one can deny that now. Not after the attack we suffered from Ryden during the betrothal signing.”
“I firmly intend to fight for Mortise for as long as there is blood in my veins,” Desfan said. “But not all fights are on the battlefield. I need to win the trust of the people. I need them to believe that I’m more than the rebellious child I was, or the man who kept sailing away from his responsibilities. I need to show them I’m worthy of the crown. I need to do this.”
Karim’s mouth thinned, but he didn’t argue. Instead, he said, “You’re like my brother.”
Desfan felt his face soften. “I feel the same.”
“Then you have to understand, if something happened to you . . . If someone got past me . . . Fates, Des, that’s not something I could live with.”
Karim was not often vulnerable. Neither was Desfan, really. But the two of them had been through a great deal in their years together. Hurting Karim was not something Desfan ever wanted to do.
But he couldn’t change his mind. Not about this. “Everything is going to be fine,” he said.
Karim’s jaw worked briefly. “I haven’t decided if you’ll have five guards, or fifty. But you will accept whatever I decide.”
“Done.” But almost immediately, he lifted a finger. “Except you can’t be my guard today.”
The temperature in the room chilled. Karim’s expression iced over. “Excuse me?”
Desfan gestured to his leg. “You’re injured.”
Karim’s glower was impressive. “If you’re parading yourself in front of a room filled with fates-blasted people who might want to kill you, you’re doing it with me at your back.”
“You heard Yahri—most of the ceremony is done while standing.”
“Then I’ll wear comfortable boots,” he snapped.
Desfan muttered a curse. “You’re impossible.”
“I’m impossible? You’re a stubborn, royal idiot—”
“What other kind of idiot could a royal be?”
“—but wherever you go, I go,” Karim continued, ignoring him completely. “There is no discussion. That’s it. The end.” He shoved up from his chair. “Now, do you want me to escort you to your room to rest, or do you want to check on Imara again?”
Desfan huffed as he stood. “You know, you’re bossy enough you could be serjan someday.”
Karim didn’t bother to respond to that. He just wordlessly led the way to Imara’s suite, knowing that’s where Desfan needed to be.
Review:
So... when will book 5 be coming out? Tomorrow? It really should be tomorrow. I really can't be left hanging like this.
One of the only good things about getting sick is that I don't have the energy to do much more than sit and read, so I had plenty of time to focus on this story. There are several different story lines going on in this book, although I have the feeling they're all going to intersect sooner rather than later.
There are a lot of people to keep track of, but since this is the 4th book, it has become a lot easier to remember who is who and what their relationships are. In most novels, I always have a favorite character, but I don't know that I can pick just one from this series. I love all of their stories and am fully invested in each one.
This story has it all - romance (clean, a definite must), action, mystery, pretty much everything you could want in a story.
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Click hereAuthor: Heather Frost
Publisher: Self-published
Published: April 2023
ASIN: B0BRPRPPQ1
Source: I received an e-copy from the author. All opinions expressed are my own.
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