Ivory

I own this town.

My parents built an empire. Their enemies killed them and took what was theirs.

They made a mistake; they didn't kill me. When I took back everything my family built, I made them all pay for that. I expanded the empire on the blood and bones of my family's enemies.

My enemies want revenge.

I refuse to let distractions keep me from holding on to my power, but those distractions keep getting under my skin. And into my bed.

They want my heart, while my enemies want me dead.