A year has passed since the fall of Middengard. With the conspiracy against the Empress crushed under the Vangen's heel, an unlikely peace has fallen over the Empire. But the Empress does not sit idle. Now is the time for the licking of wounds and the settling of old scores, starting with the Vangen itself. For twenty five years Regis served the Empire faithfully, only to abandon his post and flee back to Danic, his frozen homeland in the north. Captain Libro has kept the Empress's vengeance at bay for as long as possible, but even her wrath cannot be stifled forever. With orders to bring him back to meet the Empresses judgment, the Vangen ride for Danic and capture the one man to desert the guard and live to tell the tale. But all is not as it was in the frozen north. A new King has risen, spreading darkness over the land and cutting off all contact with the outside world. Regis soon discovers the old life he'd left behind holds little recognition in the present, and yet the ghosts of the past still haunt him to this very day.

[Completed]Five years have passed since the Black Ministry's betrayal against The Empress, their rebellion quashed at the hands of the Vangen Royal Guard. But the roots of treachery lie deep, and it is soon discovered that the Ministry did not act alone, aided by a mysterious group of Sorcerers calling themselves The Cabal. Now the Vangen march north against them, into a strange and misty land known simply as the Medial, to lay siege against the impregnable bastion-city of Middengard. A task that some consider to be impossible. But Libro has faced these impossibilities before. Tempered by the fires of rebellion, the newly inducted Captain reluctantly sets his sights on the task at hand. Along the way he must face the dangers of The Medial, derision within his own rank, and the strange, evil sorceries wielded by the Cabal. The odds are stacked against him, but luck it seems is on the Vangen' side. For Middengard is not without its enemies, both within and outside its sheer stone walls.

[Completed] The Royal Guard of the Empire has faithfully served Byzantia for nearly three centuries now. Hand picked from foreign lands, these guardsmen hold no political ties, carry no agendas, and bare no creeds except to those who sit upon the Onyx Throne. They are vanguards, protectors, loyalists. They are Vangen. Change has come to the Empire. An Empress sits upon the throne now, destroying any who would rebel against her with both fire and iron. To the east, her loyal Vangen work to quash the newest rebellion, until a letter arrives one day, marked with the Empresses seal. The contents within bare only dread and disturbance for the Guardsmen. The Black Ministry, the former Emperor's cabal of Sorcerers, have turned against the Empress. The Vangen's return is bittersweet. The city they once called home is now a battlefield, every street a choke-point. Every home a possible nesting ground for rebels. The Royal Guard will have to fight tooth and nail to put down the Ministry and protect the Empress, but the deeper they go, the harder the lines begin to blur. In a world where good and evil does not exist, where then does a man's loyalty lie? (Comments and Feedback are always appreciated)