THE NIGHT IN POLAR CITY WAS STILL quiet, and the frost-covered towers were glowing faintly under the drifting auroras. It was a rare phenomenon on the Celestial Continent. Polar City was the only place that had a place like this—the auroras.
Wind whispered through the narrow stone corridors like voices from the past, too soft to understand, but impossible to ignore.
In the upper hall of the Polar Tower, two men stood by the high-arched window, gazing out over the snow-drowned capital.
Kael, tall, sharp-eyed, his cloak trimmed with silver fur, with his arms crossed over his chest. His expression was stoic, but his silence could kill. As the third-in-command of the Vampire King, he was one of the dangerous vampire guards around His Majesty.
Beside Kael was Theo, wrapped in a long bla
