The king who stepped into the ballroom wearing a green velvet robe and bejeweled crown was none other that the tiger-man who’d prowled through my nightmares and nearly every waking moment for the past two...

Before I could turn to look up, a voice boomed from the heavens: “What the heck is going on down there?

Remember what I said when I led to Omar and the queen?” I bobbed my head, unable to look away from his jewel-like eyed, shining in the darkness…so much like Chorda’s. “That was the lie....