Prequel to Storm Bloodline saga
I had a choice once, long ago on the cusp of my eighteenth birthday to choose freedom over conquest.
As heir to the underworld, I’m forced to adhere to the customs of dark magic. Conquering villages, cities, and species is how the House of Zhir handles their business. Thwarting the order, perhaps isn’t the most brilliant idea and some might say, my decision is unwise, but the alternative isn’t an option.
How can a necromancer witch such as myself, have the strength to leave that power behind? It’s simple: magic comes with a price and I’m not willing to pay it. Rumors say, there is a seer called the Eye of the Raven, who can give the answers to which I seek. So, I flee, trading one freedom for another.