The Earl of Dracumont

They took everything from him. His name. His family. His freedom. Fifteen years in a cell, and the men who put him there never looked back.

They should have.

Eldrindor was a boy when they buried him. The man who crawled out is something else entirely. Trained by a dying warrior in the dark. Forged by rage and patience in equal measure. Armed with a dead man's secrets and a name that no longer exists.

Now calling himself Algherand, he enters the world of tournaments and noble houses with nothing but a borrowed sword and a plan that stretches further than anyone around him suspects. To rise. To build a household. To earn the loyalty of men and the hearts of women drawn to the ancient power in his blood. And when he has enough, to tear down every man who destroyed the boy he used to be.

In a world where dragon-blooded lords rule an empire, where Fae women are bound by magic and desire to the men who carry that blood, and where a single tournament can make or break a man's future, Algherand will fight, scheme, and seduce his way from nothing to everything.

But vengeance has a price. And the closer he gets to the men who wronged him, the harder it becomes to tell where justice ends and the monster begins.