Demana Mayda Everhart, descendant of Kul Tiran druids, is quiet but strong-willed, with a bright soul that aches for adventure. Torn between her culture and spirituality and her faith, as well as the scepticism she receives from the people of her homeland, she will stop at nothing to see the world beyond the walls of the kingdom of Gilneas. However, she did not expect her freedom to be at the cost of such tragedy.

On a late-night walk, the quiet streets bring me peace-until a hand grabs me, pulling me into the shadows. Panic grips me, but then later on I see him. Caleb, my friend. Someone i trusted. But his eyes burn with something deeper-obsession, devotion. He's loved me for years, and now, he refuses to let me go. Fear fades into confusion, then something softer. Because as much as I should run, a part of myself lingers. A part of me has always felt something for him. And maybe, just maybe, I don't want to leave.