A child of darkly streaming locks and quiet stare, Tavedaim was born to the streets of Cirinon, a city infamously corrupt along the Southlands of the Empire. Dancing for coins, she romanced knave and king alike, as well as the wizened, gentle book dealer who knew delicious secrets about potions, history, and lore…Now she has come to spin webs with her mind rather than zephyr feet, fast becoming master of the healing arts under Annah’s aging hands. But, always, her version of the art tends toward the rogue strain, remnant of a life less bound by middle-class morale. It is Annah’s sudden disappearance that pushes her back into that world…far deeper than she knew existed as she’s forced into association with Cirinon’s most secret, most criminal citizen. He speaks to her of an unknown threat, a favor owed to Annah, and protection in the form of a bold young wizard. Whether she wishes it or not.
Diviny Forest – black and lush where creature-howl serenades. The wizard, Shawn Tarrent, whose sardonic nonchalance contrasts his mastery of pure-form magic. Through manipulation of her sleeping mind, he discovers a seed of knowledge rooted before Annah’s disappearance, a seed that begins to surface in dreams as the presence of a powerful, ancient hunter. Amplified by ever-present conflict with Shawn, it is Tavedaim’s twist of defiance and self-doubt that invites this hunter to lure, then threaten with a legend he has ushered across centuries. The legend – it is a beast that knows her name. And wants what makes her human…
