Saharan Africa, AD 670: As the daughter ofa chief, Dahiya knows what it takes to lead an army against the Arabic invaders. Her ambition threatens her rivals, who believe a woman's place is in bed rather than on a battlefield. War is coming. Dahiya has neither men nor arms. Her people are divided, and her nearest ally is a thousand miles across the sands. Her only choice is to fight beside Apsimar, the charismatic leader of the Greek fleet. Dahiya sees an equal. Apsimar sees the woman behind the sword. Love is about to become a battlefield.