When the dead rise from marsh and moor, two women take a vow that will shake the foundations of night itself. Lady Seraphine Duskbane bears the Seal of the First Flame, while Lady Elowen Nocthra walks with shadows that remember the light. Together, the Sisters of the Ashen Flame must face the Umbral King—a crown without a head who would bind the world to endless twilight.
But victory demands the ultimate price, and dawn may cost more than darkness ever did.
In a realm where covenant governs both kingdom and soul, two women discover that some flames can only burn by being consumed—and that the morning they bring may not be the morning they see.
“How good did not win by accident, nor by trick, but by offering itself and refusing to become what it fought.”