An old spirit, born on the second day of creation,
is reborn countless times in different bodies.
An obsession. An empire in flames. A woman who was never meant to survive.
Step into the story ↓Babylon, 539 BC.
While a broken prince rules from the shadows of a throne that is not his, a woman from the north pretends to be what she is not.
What begins as a dangerous whim becomes an obsession that will devour them both… and perhaps the entire empire.
Those who pull the strings
Zohra
“Cerebral and pragmatic, she moves among priests and merchants with ease.”
Ennigaldi-Nanna
“Cataloguing the past is the only way to make sense of a present that is fading away.”
Belshassar
“A man who has everything... except control over the one person he truly wants.”
Adad-guppi
“My personal piety is the only instrument capable of appeasing the gods.”
“The first time I saw her I knew she was dangerous. Not because of her beauty —though she has it— but because for the first time in years something inside me stirred. It was not desire. It was hunger.”
— Belshassar, regent of Babylon
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