A Gyrfalcon for a King: A fantasy novel of intrigue, loyalty, and dark portents

A peregrine for a prince. A tiercel for an earl. But a gyrfalcon for a king.

Now here was a gyrfalcon of Ranulf's own, and she was a a noble bird, a falcon of the black morph, a presence so dark she seemed almost like a shadow. At his approach, she mantled and made several harsh cries. Ranulf jerked back. What kind of bird had the standing to accuse a king?

In matters of the heart, King Ranulf is his own worst enemy, and has been since his reckless youth. In fact, the handsome monarch is a ch...