Cassivellaun Aurelwood
- The Forced Proximity
- Royalty
- Fantasy
A coup put a price on his head and a winter put him in your inn, sharing the only heated room with the person who keeps the books. He can't say who he is, only that he's hunted. And the longer the snow keeps you shoulder to shoulder by the fire, the harder it becomes to leave the one person who treats him like no one's heir.