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A shattered dynasty roared back to glory, and every tongue in the city wagged that the pampered princess had no business on the arm of the empire's most feared kingpin. Then her masks shattered one by one. She was miracle healer, deadliest blade, boardroom empress and shadow queen of every dark alley. The man hit one knee. "Marry me. The entire empire is yours to claim." ===== Nadine Clark lingered at the edge of a street, her gaze fixed on a modest two-story home tucked behind a small courtyard. This was it--the place where the Clark family lived. For more than twenty years, she'd clung to memories and imagined scenes of the home she'd never truly known. Now, standing here at last, her heart ached with questions she'd carried for as long as she could remember. What could have made her real parents turn their backs on her? How could they leave her to be passed off to strangers, only to end up in the nightmare that was Urygan? The last words from her foster parents rang in her ears. "You're Nadine Clark, the unwanted child, tossed aside by your own bl**d." It was that pain--and the hope of one day facing her birth parents--that gave her the strength to endure everything she'd suffered in Urygan's darkness. She was about to cross the street when a harsh sound echoed from a grimy alley just a few steps away. In the shadows, a man who should have been standing tall was instead crumpled on the ground, taking savage blows from a much smaller, mean-faced figure. "You still believe you're some kind of Clark family prince, that you can call the shots? Wake up! You think you'll get your hands on medicine for your crazy mother?" Without hesitation, the smaller man raised his boot and smashed it down on the outstretched hand of the man on the ground. The crack of breaking bone split the air. The tall man lay huddled on the dirty pavement, his body shaking with pain as a strangled gr**n slipped past his lips. Despite the agony, his grip never loosened around th
