Book two of the Chronicles of Athlethan. Celthair, Born of warrior blood, destined for the throne, yet her heart yearned for more than the mundane responsibilities of ruling. Adventure called to her like a siren's song, the anticipation if thrills beyond the walls of the palace. Beside her, Mags, her steadfast companion and confidante, whose spirit matched Celthair's own thirst for the extraordinary. Her love for Ciaran son Ainnle and Caer Omaith, is tested, Together, the friends embarked on a journey of self-discovery, heedless of the consequences that awaited. But fate had woven a tapestry far grander than their wildest dreams. Unbeknownst to them, their recklessness led them to capture by the redundant forces of the Dark Lord Mac Roth, bored and greedy and still dreaming of wealth and glory. Met by an old lord of Sennol, Buadach, having stirred ancient powers that slumbered beneath the surface of their world. Only Celthair's late grandfather Amerghin, in his final moments atop the treacherous Mt. Triune, could hint at the ominous path she now trod. Little did she know that what she would discover, could change the course of history and bring about either destruction or the future that all good people hoped for.