Dumped onto an alien planet by a glitchy portal, Lenore is stuck in a jungle filled with critters trying to murder her. Not cool! She's used to all the comforts of a bustling city, not a jungle that's far away from any semblance of civilization. Rescue arrives in the form of a handsome, infuriating space elf, King Baris. He's got four eyes, a silvery gray complexion, and a jawline sharp enough to cut through all the sexual tension racking up.
She couldn't have asked for a better savior—until he opens his sinful mouth and his enormous ego slips out. He might rule over a kingdom as large as his inflated sense of self, but Lenore needs this royal pain to lighten up.
Baris requires a queen. What he doesn't need is a mud-covered, foul-mouthed human who's all wrong for him. No wealth, no connections, zero political power—only a fool would marry her. So why can't he stop thinking about her? The way she brightens every room she strolls into, the soft sound of her easy laughter, and her unabashed optimism that burrows its way under his skin. It's ruining every rigid expectation he had in mind for a bride, yet he's certain she's exactly what he wants.
Now he must convince his entire kingdom she's the right choice. Harder still, he has to convince Lenore.
