Caina Amalas was a nightfighter of the Ghosts, the spies and assassins of the Emperor of Nighmar, and through her boldness and cunning saved the Empire and the world from sorcerous annihilation. But the victory cost her everything. Now she is exiled and alone in the city of Istarinmul, far from her home and friends. Yet a centuries-old darkness now stirs in Istarinmul, eager to devour the city and the world itself. And Caina is the only one that stands in its way...

Caina Amalas is a nightfighter of the Ghosts, the spies and assassins of the Emperor of Nighmar, and through cunning and valor she has cast down both proud lords and mighty sorcerers. But a power darker than any she has ever faced is awakening. When a mad assassin armed with a sorcerous blade rampages through the Emperor's capital, Caina must track the weapon to its origin, a ruined city blighted by the folly of sorcerers, a city that holds weapons far more potent than mere blades. Weapons that can resurrect an ancient empire of dark sorcery to enslave the world anew...

For all her life, Caina has run from the memory of her cruel mother. But her mother was merely the weakest member of a family of powerful and ruthless sorcerers. Now Caina has the Ring of the ancient necromancer-king Rasarion Yagar, and her aunt Talmania Scorneus is hunting for her. And to take the Ring, Talmania is willing to kill Caina and everyone close to her...

Caina Amalas is a Ghost nightfighter, one of the elite agents of the Emperor of Nighmar, and she has defeated both corrupt lords and mighty sorcerers. As the Padishah of Istarinmul prepares to make peace with the Emperor, the Ghosts must keep the Padishah’s ambassador safe from assassins. But when an escaped slave begs for Caina’s help, she finds dark plots stirring in the shadows. Plots that threaten to devour the Empire and unleash terrible horrors.

The realm of Andomhaim reels beneath the invasion of Warlord Agravhask, and Ridmark stands in his path. Ridmark knows that Agravhask is only the servant of the mighty Warden of Urd Morlemoch, and the realm must be ready to face its true foe. But the Warden knows that Ridmark can stop him, and has dispatched the Heralds of Ruin to slay the Shield Knight. Third of Nightmane Forest has seen the trap, and rushes to save her friend. If she fails, the Warden and his dark Heralds will triumph, and darkness will swallow the world...

The histories of Old Earth record that in the Year of Our Lord 778, Charlemagne’s rearguard under the command of Count Roland of the Breton March was ambushed and slain to a man. But Roland and his men were drawn through a magical gate, to a new and strange world of magic and deadly creatures. A world where every man, no matter what his estate or rank, no matter how poor or common or rich and influential, was born with the power of magic. But the magic of this world carries a deadly curse, and the price for abusing its power is ruinous. This, then, is the story of the kingdom they built, and the knight who would decide its fate.

The realm of Andomhaim has been reunited, with a true High King ruling in Tarlion once more. But it is far too late. The host of the Frostborn marches to war, bringing terror and death in their wake, and a weakened Andomhaim is not strong enough to defeat them. Only the sword of the Dragon Knight has the power to drive back the Frostborn, and it is calling to Ridmark Arban. But the sword devours anyone bold enough to wield it…