Darius was the greatest general in the south. One night burned his world to ash. Wife and child butchered. The royal family slaughtered. The kingdom he bled for branded him traitor and put a price on his head.
- ◈ The Fire They took his name.
Darius was the greatest general in the south. One night burned his world to ash. Wife and child butchered. The royal family slaughtered. The kingdom he bled for branded him traitor and put a price on his head.
- ◈ The Exile A blade for hire. A man already dead.
Hunted across the kingdoms, he survives as a sword for whoever pays. Grief drowned in violence and shadow. The general is gone. What remains is a man waiting for the world to finish what it started.
- ◈ The Rumour A girl the kingdom buried.
Then word reaches the gutter. A royal heir, long thought dead, is alive and running. She runs from men who have no name. Her blood is the proof of a throne. The price on her head.
- ◈ The Council A hand at the back of the throne.
Behind the crown, something older moves. A hidden council of blood and whispers. Priests with holy symbols and innocent blood on their hands. Mercenaries who fight not for gold, but for ruin.
- ◈ The Choice Vengeance is easy. Hope is not.
He never asked to come back. But the girl is in his path, and he cannot pretend not to see her. The choice is not between his vengeance and his peace. It is between vengeance and something far more dangerous.