Death is a certainty.In my line of work, I can't afford to fear it. Hell, it was almost flattering to learn a price had been put on my head. Even so, with trouble brewing in the fae courts and people I care for vanishing, things are getting complicated. The Unseelie Dark Guard has answered the call for my head, leaving me no choice but to brace for the battle.Can I maneuver my way through court politics and find my missing men before anyone can claim that bloodstained bounty?I'm Maurin Kincaide, and I've stared death in the face before.