Not all battles take place in the realm of sight.
As a new Wingmaster, Evrard can slip through the barrier between the bustling war-camp of the Prince and the broad expanse of the melody realm. A mirror dimension that overlays Aslaria, the invisible battles which take place there can turn the tide of a clash at arms.
Others walk the melody realm—Mistbenders who poison whole armies with fear. Evrard holds back the writhing clouds of mist and blankness as best he can, but hateful drumbeats signal a greater enemy than his Prince’s former servants.
An enemy Evrard knows he can’t defeat.
An enemy his Prince is waiting for.
Evrard always imagined he’d stay by his general’s side until the end, dying with him if need be. But as the final confrontation draws near, another song echoes through the melody realm.
A song connected to Evrard in ways he never imagined possible.
Daring suffocating mist, treacherous swamps, and almost certain traps, Evrard clings to his own waning abilities as night closes in.
Whatever happens when the Prince confronts the enemy is not a result Evrard can change. But there is one who needs him. One whose existence he was ignorant of for years.
Evrard’s sister is trapped.
And he will rescue her, even if the actions of his Prince bring ancient oaths to fulfillment and shake the very foundation of Aslaria.