The city of Ro Canarn burns. With their fatherΓÇÖs blood fresh upon the headsmanΓÇÖs sword, Lord Bromvy and Lady Bronwyn, the last scions of the house of Canarn, face fugitive exile or death. By royal decree, their noble line is now reviled, named Black Guard, and struck from past and future histories throughout the lands of Ro.
In the court of Ro Tiris, men fear to speak their minds. The Army of the Red is marching upon the North. Those who oppose its advance risk the bloody fate of house Canarn, for strange accidents befall those who dare question the King’s new advisors… Those foolish enough to speak their names call them the Seven Sisters: witches of the fire god; each as beautiful and as dangerous as a flame.
And, called from the long ages of deep time by war and sacrifice, the children of a dead god are waking with a pitiless cryΓÇö
All that was dead will rise.
All that now lives will fall…