Zehra laughed, her laughter carrying the sound to the bells above that twinkled, yet he heard the sinister woes behind the beautiful sounds and he was aware she had disappeared into the darkened halls, her voice chiming back to him. "Good luck, soldier. You're gonna need it. There are twelve of us...and one of you." There is an old tale of a king who had twelve beautiful daughters, who often disappeared during the night, coming to in the morning, worn out, their clothes and shoes worn down by the elements and no matter how many keep an eye on them...it remains a mystery. A mystery that the king wants solved. Cassian Athorp, a returning soldier heading home after fighting on the battlefields of Alothmore, is ready to return to his grieving family until a passing invitation from the king sets him on a path that leads to dangerous and wicked events. Invited for a chance to win the favour of the king, Cassian accepts the King's deal. Figure out the princesses secrets like many suitors before had and you can have whatever your heart desires. Fail...and you pay with your life. Like every other suitor. Princess Zehra has a secret. A secret along with her sisters, she'll do anything to keep. And an old friend returning from war with the skills to do whatever it takes and igniting old feelings, won't stop her from doing whatever it takes. "There may be twelve of you and one of me...but I've faced worse odds before."