Prince Theryn and his higard, Sir Atrum, are both bound by duty: Theryn serves the kingdom of Glinden, and Atrum serves his prince. Both would like their relationship to be something more, but the traditions of the Glin prohibit such a love between a master and his servant.
However, all rules are off when the king promises Theryn’s hand in marriage to the enigmatic Prince Lyar of the fierce Soltaran Empire. It appears that Lyar needs Theryn’s Light magic for some strange religious rite— one that might have dire consequences for the entire world. Now Theryn and Atrum must discover Lyar’s scheme before the wedding occurs. They soon learn that Light cannot always illuminate, and the truth often lies in Darkness.
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BUT WAIT, THERE'S MORE!
Because I am a crazy person, I picked up ANOTHER prompt. Since A Shadow on the Sun is so serious, I really wanted to write something with some laughs. The Troll Whisperer is a contemporary rom-com, so it's a little different from my typical fare, but it's chock full of lolz. Here's the blurb:
Oscar Lozada is repulsive, and he likes it that way. His apartment is always a wreck, he works at a sewage plant, and he’s an abrasive jerk to just about everyone. The only thing about him that isn’t gross is his smoking hot bod, because he realizes no one will have sex with him unless he at least keeps up with that— it’s not like his personality is going to work for him in that department. And he looooooves sex— hot, nasty, anonymous Grindr sex. The last thing he’s looking for is a relationship.
In his spare time, Oscar likes to troll people on the internet. One night, his friend sends him a link to a video of this weird but hot dude named Noah, who dresses up like a nurse and whispers medical exam questions to the viewer— it’s some weird thing called ASMR, apparently. Oscar has a great time trolling poor naïve Noah, and he figures that will be the end of it.
But the very next day, he runs across Noah in the laundry room of his apartment complex. Noah has just recently moved in, and he is even hotter in real life. He’s a nice guy, too. Disarmingly nice. Dangerously nice, even. Oscar just wants to get in and out of Noah’s pants as quickly as possible, because he definitely doesn't do relationships.
All right, back to vacation for me. Those mountains aren't going to gaze at themselves, and that ghost town is giving me some interesting ideas... Happy 4th of July to my fellow Americans, and Happy DRitC season to everyone!