Death. Loyalty. Lies.<br/><br/>I never imagined my first trip to Italy would be to bury my father.<br/><br/>But there I stood, in a beautiful cathedral, alone with my grief and my father’s casket, a handful of soldiers standing guard.<br/><br/>It never occurred to me that anyone, even our enemies, would disrupt the sanctity of the moment.<br/><br/>But the Caballero brothers have little regard for the church and even less for my family. They marched in weapons in hand and turned my world upside down.<br/><br/>They shattered what peace I had.<br/>They desecrated my father’s body.<br/>And they took what they wanted. What they felt they were owed. Me.<br/><br/>I’m a princess in a tower in a breathtaking villa.<br/>My bedroom overlooks the turquoise sea but the door is locked.<br/><br/>And if I ever hope to be free, I have to contend with not one but two dragons.