They call me Vencian Vicorra. Third son of a noble house. A prodigy, destined for greatness. They say I have everything a man could want—wealth, status, a perfect life in the making.They couldn’t be more wrong.I’m Luke. And I woke in this body with someone else’s memories and life. Now I wear his face, his mind, and must walk through a family collapsing under treason charges. A magical ritual binds me to a fate I never chose.But I am no prodigy. I’m a stranger with no magic, no training, and no idea how I ended up here.To survive though, I have to become the prodigy everyone thinks I am. To wear the mask until it becomes real. To uncover secrets worth killing for.Yet fate itself seems to have marked me, as if my death has already been decided.And if I falter, I won’t only lose my disguise — I’ll lose the only life worth living I’ve ever known.---