The gods are gone, but their blood still courses through royal veins, shaping empires long after their abandonment. Darrow Ghaldre, the feared Kingslayer King, seeks to annihilate every other monarch and their kin to break the divine grip on mankind.
Now, twenty cycles later, peace decays as crops rot, beasts prowl, and whispers stir of god-blood that survived. Johanus Dhulos, once Ghaldre’s blade, now tends his fields in peace with his son Quintin. Until a shadow from the past comes hunting.
The end of kings was only the beginning.
I was just a guy trying to survive day to day in a boring office job, that is, until I woke up in Wonderland. But not the storybook version. No, this one is wild, dangerous, and aged from the stories I remember.
After one reckless, lucky act of heroism, I was “honored” with a title I didn’t ask for as the Queen of Hearts’ new white knight. She's been fighting to restore her name, her land, and everything she's lost over the years.
And now I’m stuck helping rebuild her broken kingdom and proving to the realm that she’s still a queen worth following. Sounds noble, right?
Except every quest seems to involve gorgeous women who want something from me and it's not just my sword. If I’m not careful, it won’t be my heart that gets taken… it’ll be my head!