They walk among the dead. The weary. The sick. They will find you when your time comes. They beckon. The Witch Council has come to the conclusion that there are witches amongst their own kind. A mystery begins to unfurl before Tarin and Alba. Where are the witches coming from? Are they evil? They've been lingering at the edge of mythology and history for too long. They're hidden, yet everybody knows about them. The town of Farulisse is vulnerable, the knights are able to do nothing. Alba is condemned at age fourteen for crimes that Tarin knows she didn't commit. Perhaps this is not a battle against magic after all.