❝BUILD AN EMPIRE AND BURN IT TO THE GROUND.❞ The evening prior to the spring equinox, soothsayer and witch, Maarit Pheraios, has an earth-shattering vision regarding the future of Bonvalet. The prophecy speaks of the Infernal Prince, who takes the throne after the death of the king. It is only when King Tevenot is murdered the following day that Maarit comprehends the urgency of the situation. Relying on her prophecy for truth, she notifies as many villagers as she possibly can about the peril that awaits them in the near future. However, when he learns of the warnings she has been giving, Maarit finds herself imprisoned by the Infernal Prince himself. © Copyright 2017 by Lily White. All rights reserved. Featured on October 11, 2017.

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