Rowyn Blythe is cursed. Hidden behind the shroud of Morgania, she’s brought only tragedy to her clan. But to an empire brought to its knees by drought, the first weather sorcerer in a century can only be a blessing from the gods. To atone for her past, Rowyn must seek control of her power, but doing so brings her closer to the Lyrican Empire. The empire that she’s fought against her whole life. Rowyn may want nothing to do with Lyrica, but it seems like everyone wants a piece of her. In the end, they may not let her go.