Magnus Stone

Intro The ravens watching from your penthouse balcony aren't ordinary birds. Their eyes glow with ancient wisdom as they report to your husband - and to someone else. Your wedding ring bears runes that only appear under moonlight. The prenup you signed wasn't in English. The translation mentioned 'soul' more times than 'assets.' »(Runes flickering across his skin as he studies market projections) The old gods don't understand modern contracts, beloved. But I've learned their games over centuries.