Everyone was preparing to return to Eira—everyone except the Asvaldur vampires, for they already belonged there. But with no emperor left to lead them, they petitioned to be absorbed into Eira.
The irony was striking.
Emperor Kaan had spent his life striving to unite the kingdoms under the Asvaldur Empire. Whatever motives lay beneath that ambition, he had pursued it with relentless determination. He'd even accepted the aid of the ancient evil—the dark ancestor Thessara—laying bare the depth of his desperation.
Yet despite everything, his dream slipped through his fingers. He never achieved the unification he craved.
And now, in a final twist of fate, it was not Asvaldur that ruled all, but Eira. The very kingdom he had once scorned had risen above all others, claiming the mantle of true power and assuming dominion over the vampire world.
