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When I imagined my forties, I didn't anticipate quite so many severed heads.
I killed the Red Cap to save my family, not start a war.
It turns out when you kill a champion of Winter at Summer's behest, the icy Sidhe take it personally.
The Summer Court despise me for who I am, the Winter Court hate me for what I've done.
Unless I can turn the tables on the deadly Fae, my midlife crisis is going to cost me my head.
