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The Sisters of the Ashen Flame

Year 842 of the Aurelian Reckoning

For four centuries, the realm of Caerthwyn has known only dusk. The sun is a veiled ember, candles stand in iron trees to imitate stars, and shadows gather strength in barrow and hall.

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.”

Begin with the Dusk. Stay for the Dawn.

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Lady Raetha of the River

Year 843 of the Aurelian Reckoning

Dawn has come to Caerthwyn, but the realm's trials are far from over. When fishermen haul bones instead of fish from the River Ethell, and the dead rise with eyes like sunken coins, Lady Raetha must answer the water's call.

Armed with the Amulet of the Current and the wisdom that “banks as law, current as grace,” she confronts the Lord of the Drowned—while guild masters close ferries for profit as villages starve. The greatest enemy of covenant is not malice, but law without heart.

“I am not the water. I am the channel.”

The Charter of Banks

AR −600 to −560 (The Elder Age)

Before crowns were shattered and flames rekindled, refugees with ox-carts chose covenant over conquest. Led by Aurelian the stonecutter—who took the steward’s stool over the sovereign’s throne—they learned: law without mercy becomes tyranny; mercy without law becomes chaos.

From glacier marches to charter-singing, they found a way to build banks that taught rivers their courses. Banks as law; current as grace. Both, or neither.

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