Prophecy to the kings of mortals...

A new bairn. Born of the kings, cast into the wasteland, raised an orphan. He will rise up against you, king of Michelruud. Dead you are; dead you will be. The kell stone will be his to wield and all folk will harken to his command. The dragon flies above him. All laid waste below.

Fenn Foster does not know who he is...

But he knows who he is not. He is not a bairn of prophecy, not destined for murder and destruction. Still, at every turn he is compelled toward the kell stone. When he finds it, will he relinquish it to the wissenry who only want it kept from the beast folk? Or will he do what is right, and cast his homeland into ruin?

Leah Hallowsing knows exactly who she is...

She is not at all the young woman who left her homeland, the Great West and Ruhm. She is not the naive girl who blushed under the steady gaze of Lord Kirche and wanted only to please him. No. She is the daughter of wissendes...and a pawn in their secret underground of heresy.

But has she discovered the truth too late to save her father from Lord Kirche's wrath? And when she faces Kirche once again...will she spare his life?