The Scent of Stone and Sanctuary

I survived the subterranean blood arenas of Vorz by keeping my head down and my fists bloody, only to be sold as a sacrificial bride. My engagement ceremony took place at the edge of a freezing cliff, legally binding me to Gorben - the cursed, towering warlord of Vihar Keep. He was supposed to be a monster who would tear me apart. Instead, I found a gentle, completely blind giant whose body is slowly rotting from a dark magic curse. But when I am near, the rot recedes. My scent, forged by the very blood magic that tortured me in the pits, is the only thing neutralizing his agony. Finally, within the heavily fortified walls of his remote cliffside castle, I have found a place to rest. We are two broken things, healing each other in the quiet dark. But the man who orchestrated my torture and Gorben's curse is coming for us. Krezko isn't just a cruel master; he's harvesting our supernatural essence to save his dying kingdom from the Hollow Blight. Will our newfound sanctuary hold against a desperate king, or will our traumatic pasts finally drag us over the edge?