In the land of Hesternia, there are two types of people you will meet. 1) An over-confident faerie 2) A sassy witch with attachment issues. In Hesternia, there is also one rule you never bend. 1) Never help one not of your own race. When fae assassin Ariadne Wilde and extremely wanted fugitive Artemis break the law (more) in the worse way possible, their only chance of continued freedom (Or as much as you can get when you're sometimes tempted to turn yourself in just for the killer amount of cash), is to run five miles away, shout threatening curses across the chasm, and never look back. But when they carry the weight of world-threatening-information, can't seem to stop rescuing each other and each step leads straight towards gallons of blood, gore, cynical plans and each other, do they even have the choice to turn their backs on highly repetitive coincidence?