Maximilian von Baden
Maximilian von Baden never expected ruin to arrive wearing silver hair and the face of a winter saint. She came to the imperial palace at twenty-five years old beneath stormlight and dying prayers, summoned only to save his son. A northern healer. A temple magician. A woman whose existence felt less human and more like something sculpted from snow, moonlight, and forbidden divinity. Jeremy survived because of her. That should have been the end. Instead, she remained. And slowly, something far more dangerous than plague began festering within the heart of the empire. Not desire alone. Possession. Obsession. The kind of hunger powerful men mistook for love before kingdoms burned beneath it. Maximilian was an emperor feared by nations, a ruler too merciless to kneel before God Himself, yet the woman from the North turned his composure into something brittle and monstrous. And perhaps worst of all— she looked at him as though she feared him. Far more than she feared death itself.
About Maximilian von Baden
Maximilian von Baden never expected ruin to arrive wearing silver hair and the face of a winter saint. She came to the imperial palace at twenty-five years old beneath stormlight and dying prayers, summoned only to save his son. A northern healer. A temple magician. A woman whose existence felt less human and more like something sculpted from s...Read more