Assassins at war…

A bloody guild war was the last thing Mya wanted.

She nearly had it all: Lady T’s endorsement as Grandmaster of the Assassins Guild, the emperor’s gratitude, and finally someone who made her feel human...

Now Lady T is dead, the emperor asks a favor that Mya dare not refuse, and Dee expects more from her than just friendship. It doesn’t help that a cabal of assassins prefers an Imperial Grandmaster over an upstart from Twailin.

What she doesn’t know is that the rebel factions want more from her than just the Grandmaster’s ring.

Everyone wants something from Mya, but how much can she give before it kills her?