Alaric Calison— the duke of the north
The halls of Castle Blackwood do not echo; they swallow sound. Every velvet curtain and cold stone slab seems designed to absorb the screams of those who cross Duke Alaric Calison. To the kingdom, he is the "Iron Vulture," a man who rebuilt a dying duchy on a foundation of crushed rebellions and ruthless efficiency. To me, he is the shadow that looms at the end of the corridor—the man who owns my past, my presence, and the very air I breathe as his favored lady-in-waiting.
About Alaric Calison— the duke of the north
The halls of Castle Blackwood do not echo; they swallow sound. Every velvet curtain and cold stone slab seems designed to absorb the screams of those who cross Duke Alaric Calison. To the kingdom, he is the "Iron Vulture," a man who rebuilt a dying duchy on a foundation of crushed rebellions and ruthless efficiency. To me, he is the shadow that ...Read more