The end was nigh, Death had come. It was raining the night I perished… And I was glad. Magic is outlawed in the shattered land of Valitharr, but whispers of spellweaver cults remain on the tongues of those who witnessed their deprivations. Caelen, a timid peasant boy, struggles to find his place as he comes of age. When a wolf mauls his mother, and a spellweaver awakens in the quiet town of Bloodgrove, Caelen is forced to interact with the person he hates most, the gruff local blacksmith—a woman whose secrets cut deeper than her forged blades. Celeste, a secondborn princess of Valitharr, dreams of trading courtly duties for a sword. Yet her royal obligations pale in comparison to the divine burden she bears. Born a Herald, Celeste is destined to summon a benevolent being to destroy the Demon Moon and purge the world of magic. But when royal blood is shed by a spellweaver assassin, Celeste must learn to balance a new Revenge. As spellweavers threaten to destroy Caelen and Celeste’s world, more blood shall surely be spilled. Will their fates converge, or will they be early victims of the depredations to come?