War has come to Faery, and there's no escaping the final battle. We thought we were ready for anything. We were wrong. I couldn't change who I was, so Destiny stepped in, forcing me to become what Faery needed to face down our enemies. Can I forgive what happened and move past the lies and betrayals? Or will I destroy a world to bring the man I love to his knees, requiring us to become the monsters the world wants us to be?