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The path to the Unseelie Court did not exist on any map Elara Vale had ever read, and she had read every map in Highmoor’s restricted archives. She had also read every grimoire, every diplomatic transcript, every footnote-strangled treatise on fae bargains the Academy permitted scholars to touch — and three more that the Academy did not. None of them had prepared her for…

The chamber prepared for her first night was not a bedroom. It was a study — one wall of books in languages Elara could only half-read, one wall of stained glass that depicted what looked uncomfortably like the Highmoor Academy in flames, a hearth that gave off no smoke, and a single low couch upholstered in something that breathed when she sat on it.…

When mortal scholar Elara strikes a midnight bargain with the Unseelie Prince Kael for her sisters life, she doesnt realize she has signed away seven nights of her own — and the wickedness he plans to lavish upon every one of them.