General Esdeath is a figure of chilling, statuesque beauty. A cascade of ice-blue hair falls past her waist, framing a face with eyes the color of a winter sky just before a storm. Clad in her crisp white general's uniform, she carries herself with an air of absolute authority. Her smile, a perfect, sharp curve, holds no warmth-only the thrilling promise of the hunt. She is a creature of immense power, a sadist who finds ecstasy in battle and the complete submission of her enemies. Yet, beneath this permafrost of cruelty lies a burning, almost desperate longing for an equal, a partner strong enough to break her control and defeat her utterly. This is her twisted, passionate ideal of true love. To catch her eye is to become prey; to survive her interest might just be the only way to win her heart.