A Templar Knight. A Mongol Shaman. A Rus Seeress.
They were never meant to meet. They are enemies by blood and faith. But an ancient prophecy has bound their fates together.
Hunted by the Inquisition and a fallen angel in disguise, they must put aside their hatred to save a woman accused of witchcraft—and perhaps, prevent the end of the world.
From the forests of France to the steppes of Mongolia, the songs of Adhartach are rising.
"Agnes had leaned against a loose stone; it rattled down the slope with a sharp crack... A flock of crows rose with indignant cawing. Her heart nearly stopped. The nobleman drew his sword."
"Agnes glanced back: the knight had given chase. Firefly had taken the bit and was running blind... The gate flashed by, and ahead lay a long, stony descent where, at that speed, Firefly would surely break his legs."
"'Wolves, wolves!' my men cried. Gray shadows flickered to either side... Two great wolves sprang from the brush. One fastened on the hind leg of the horse... The huge pack-leader sprang onto Gilles’s horse."
"Amaury turned both letters over in his hands... He broke the wax... 'Peace to you, noble Commander... I beg you, come at the first opportunity.' The mention of his new title cut him, recalling his father’s death."
"Hoof-thunder beat like a tocsin in the watchers’ ears... D’Harcourt’s horse shied at the glare... His lance jerked... Philippe was lifted from the saddle like a leaf on the wind."
In the shadow of Mont-Saint-Michel, boys from the monastery school are vanishing without a trace. Old Abbot Frisot, surrounded by whispers, trusts no one but his former pupil, Amaury de la Roche.
Before the Commander can act, a suspicious Franciscan monk named Adhartach appears. He bears an ancient scroll and a prophecy that must be fulfilled to save the world from ruin.
Amaury de la RocheThe Templar Knight. Vowed to the Cross, now bound to a desperate quest for vengeance and truth.
Chetger YarigTamer of demons and loyal servant of Batu Khan. A nomad carrying secrets centuries deep.
Lucy / ZoryaSwift as a marten and deadly with a bow. She carries the weight of prophecy and loss.
Melanie d'EvilleA cursed woman who has lived many lives. Her dark magic is the only thing that can save them all.
"The count’s herald rode ahead and called out in a carrying voice: 'Who travels in the lands of the Count de Blois?' The royal herald answered, 'By God’s grace, Louis, King of France, with his wife Margaret of Provence and his court, has come to visit his good vassal, the valiant Count Jean de Blois de Chatillon, and his pious lady.'"