WNDR2300

Bound to the Dark Queen

You were told the inheritance was a deed to an old estate. No one mentioned the estate came with a queen — ancient, wrapped in black linen and gold, and very much awake. The moment the chamber door sealed behind you, a voice like smoke and velvet informed you that the marriage contract your ancestor signed three hundred years ago had just come due. She has been waiting, she says, and she does not intend to wait any longer.