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The bluron’s wings delivers a stark command of death as the Empire teeters on the edge of a most uncivil war. For the first time in her long history, a ducal line has failed. The last duke of Etendulat is dead, and none of his heirs have undertaken the Trials of Dusang. The wealth of farmlands that lies at the heart of the Blutben peninsula lack a ruler, and greedy men circle the bountiful plains.

In the far north, Louis and Roul train to face the growing threat at the heart of Lumiaron. Brice Rennaurd, Shadow Master of the Emperor, plots a bloody course and the dire specter of civil war looms over the Empire. A world away, Naira follows the dream of her Left-Hand Husband into the red dunes of the Cidan Mashada, where fate and the Gods await their arrival. As their journeys converge, the spider web of conspiracy threatens all, and knives are drawn in the shadows.

In the heart of the tumultuous Empire of Lumiaron, Naira has at last been united with the scent of the cup-flower, personified in the assassin, Louis. A hidden faith whispers her name, singing songs of prophecies that tell of a savior. As her destiny unfolds, Naira must grapple with her role and the will of the Gods. Power has shifted. The once-shadowy figure of Brice Rennaurd now wears the Emperor's face and sits upon his throne. He is not content with political might and reaches for a greater prize with bloody hands. Only the rebel dukes stand between Rennaurd and the Blood Gate.

The Blood Gate quakes under the strain of unleashed power, threatening to unravel the very fabric of Lumiaron. Helewys, the ambitious usurper of the Imperial Sash, rallies her forces for a final, decisive confrontation with Alund’s defiant armies. Across blood-soaked battlefields, the clash of swords is matched by dueling sang sorcellerie as their feud for the Empire reaches its fiery crescendo.