Myth and Magic

Whisperings of dead unicorns had sprung the King into action, forcing him to send his fastest riders and his most elite soldiers to investigate this rumour.

The death of one unicorn was tragic.

The murder of two, unthinkable!

Daylight cast weird shadows and shapes at the edge of the forest line, where they reined in their mounts, now heavy with sweat and snorting at the bit.

In no way were they prepared for the sight that awaited them.

Some secrets refuse to stay buried.

King Armand had climbed the 20 stone steps up to the main door of his parents’ room, exactly 25 times in 25 years.

Each year on this date, the King had to force himself up to the top floor of the Tarkine Castle, as a mark of respect to his mother, his father, and his youngest brother Rayn.

He had been robbed of all reasoning regarding their murders, and found it only got worse over time. Finding his family murdered, and no answers as to what happened on that fateful day, gave Armand no closure. He wanted answers that never came.

… Until he was handed a little blue soldier.

The tournament is over, but the Shadow Lands are far from safe.

A young centaur’s killer still walks free. The Headmistress from the Tarkine Academy has never been found. And behind the roaring falls of Tobassa, a wild man in a coat of furs is guarding a secret of his own.

For King Armand, a battered little blue soldier is about to bring the past crashing home.

Some secrets are worth killing for.

Others are worth dying to protect.