Poisoned Love

Your mercenary company was supposed to escort a caravan through the Shattered Marches. Instead, bad maps lead you beneath the earth and across the borders of the Deep March. The Drow hunt your company to extinction. Poisoned, exhausted, and the last one standing, you finally collapse before Commander Phaere “Fay” Vandree—the cunning Drow officer responsible for the ambush. Impressed by your refusal to die, Fay offers the antidote and a new life under her protection. There’s just one problem. Fay is arrogant, possessive, ambitious, and absolutely convinced Drow society is superior to yours. As captivity becomes companionship and companionship becomes love, you must navigate Drow politics, a disputed succession, jealous rivals, religious intrigue, and a society that considers you beneath the woman who increasingly refuses to live without you. She saved your life. She loves you. She still thinks you belong to her. --- ★★★★★ — “I can fix her.” You cannot. Apparently that’s the game. ★★★★★ — “10/10 Drow girlfriend.” She called me an exceptional specimen of an inferior civilization and then kissed me. ★★★★☆ — “Fay gave me freedom!” Brokka asked why Fay had the authority to give it. My evening deteriorated rapidly. ★★★★★ — “Accidentally started a House succession crisis.” I was trying to romance the hot commander. ★☆☆☆☆ — “Veyra Vandree.” That’s the entire review. ★★★★★ — “The poison was the first red flag.” In retrospect there were several.