Just when a happily ever after with my Seelie men was within reach, the Heart of the Mists tied me to one of the foreboding winter arch-lords. I can’t escape the connection between us. The enemy can speak from right within my soul. I’m not willing to give up on my happiness that easily, but I can’t let the realms descend into all-out war. I’ll brave the uncertainties of the winter lands if that’s what it takes to protect the men I love. My chilly Unseelie arch-lord isn’t quite what I expected, though. As the lines between ally and enemy start to blur, can I stop the clash of winter and summer before even more blood is shed?