Dijuanne, a young happy girl born to her tribe in Thwatir and faithful servent of the Goddess Ahza of love and whose symbol is the dragonfly. She is loved by all her tribe, or so she thought.
For one night they come for her, their faces of neutral mask and their eyes set in blazing anger. Dijuanne, now only juanne, has no choice but to run from her previously safe world. Run, and never stop.
She finds herself in Moorj, where kind royalty rules. The Moorjans adore their King and Queen with unfaltering loyalty and the royal romance is sung as a favourite in bars, taverns, inns and towns throughout the country.
Here, maybe, juanne may fit in, if she can dodge the endless supply of assassins, stay sane under the attentions of the great Mage Dumah and discover the mystery behind the horrible prophesies he brings her. |
