I've known one thing all my life: I belong to the Fortingall Wood. I was born there and I'll die there. It's in my blood.
When slavers of the Hand take my brother, sister, and our entire village I discover nothing I know is true—not my place as a ranger or even who I am.
With the help of the Sirens, ancient warriors imbued by a goddess, I may have a shot at saving my family. But the Sirens have trouble of their own. If I want their help I'll have to free each woman from her magic-induced exile.
First, I have to find them.
But beyond the Wood is a land fallen into darkness. I'm too far out to go home and too green to fight what's coming. Even with the Sirens by my side, life is a choice between my family or my kingdom.
Is one worth saving without the other?
Contains mature themes.
