CHAPTER 1

The snows had come early.
Even for Terrasen, the first of the autumnal
flurries had barreled in far ahead of their
usual arrival.
Aedion Ashryver wasn’t entirely sure it
was a blessing. But if it kept Morath’s legions
from their doorstep just a little longer, he’d
get on his knees to thank the gods. Even if
those same gods threatened everything he
loved. If beings from another world could be
considered gods at all.
Aedion supposed he had more important
things to contemplate, anyway.