Embracing chaos makes her dangerous, AWAKENING makes her unstoppable.
She is not your savior. She is not your chosen one. She is the blade no one saw coming—the wound and the weapon.
And this story cuts as deep as it heals.

Savaé is curseborne, branded in gold and wrapped in pastel ruin. Trauma shattered her into jagged ice, and survival reforged her sharp as steel. A Fae with one goal: survive the brutal entrance trials of the Gildorea Universitás of War, earning her chance to rise to the skies. Fail, and she’s nothing. Succeed, and she becomes a weapon strong enough to hold back the Wuvon corruption devouring Cascara.
But she never accounted for him—shadows threading between her ribs, splintering her glacial armor—dragging ache and light where there should only be ice. His proximity doesn’t just threaten her life… He threatens her control. And control is the only thing keeping her from breaking completely.
Here, the monsters lurk behind gilded smiles. Here, the Fates are pulling strings tight enough to choke.

And if the Fates want to play games—then let the whole damn world burn in her chaos.