Flame of the Hollow Throne

The throne has been empty for three hundred years.

The fire inside it has been waiting just as long.

Saoirse Vael has survived twenty-three years by being invisible — a hedge-witch''s granddaughter in a salt-marsh village no one looks at twice, her true power sealed behind a blood-charm so old it has become part of her bones. She doesn''t know what she is. She doesn''t know what it cost her grandmother to keep her hidden.

Then the seal shatters.

In one breathless night, sovereign flame erupts through her cottage floor, lights up the sky like a beacon, and announces her to every dangerous thing in the empire that has been hunting her bloodline for three centuries. By morning, the most feared figure in the world is at her door: Malachai Dusk, Warden of the Hollow Throne — the armoured guardian who has spent three hundred years standing between the empty throne and every heir who ever dared approach it.

He doesn''t kill her.

She can''t understand why.

He won''t explain.

What she does know: the Ashen Throne has been slowly consuming the land from beneath, turning the empire''s heart into the Ashfields — a spreading grey wasteland of grief-flame with nowhere to go. The only way to stop it is for the last surviving Witch Heir of the Morthvael line to receive the sovereign transfer. And the only way the transfer will take is if she arrives at the Throne as herself — fully, completely, without a single wall left standing.

The problem: after twenty-three years of making herself small, herself is the most terrifying thing she''s ever had to become.

On the road to the Hollow, something unexpected happens. The armoured warden who was built to destroy everything she is starts standing between her and every door. He reads the colours of her fire without telling her. He removes the hands of anyone who reaches for her before the thought has finished forming. And when she finally asks him why — why he came, why he stayed, why he keeps positioning himself like she is the thing worth guarding — he says the words that change everything:

"Because it''s where I am supposed to be."

A slow-burn enemies-to-allies romantasy featuring:

— A hidden heir learning that power was never taken from her — only sealed — A three-hundred-year guardian who didn''t expect to be glad — Sovereign fire that burns in the colour of what you actually feel — Six inches at a crossroads and the word tonight said at a river''s edge — The blue flame that only appears when she is finally, completely certain

Flame of the Hollow Throne is a standalone novel with a complete HEA — no cliffhangers, full romantic resolution, and a fantasy arc that ends where it always meant to.

For readers who want the sweep of A Court of Silver Flames and the slow-burn devastation of From Blood and Ash — the world that keeps you up past midnight, the characters you grieve leaving, the love story that makes the magic matter.

Read it now — the Hollow has been waiting long enough.