“Pretty girls will lead you to the grave,” the old fortune-teller prophesied to Sarina Duzan. And indeed: a date with the village’s first beauty turns into a great disaster for him, forcing the boy to leave his home and go into military service. So how can you not believe in curses after that? Because in a war where, every day, experienced sorcerers die by the dozens, and seasoned warriors by the hundreds, the recruits don’t live long. One battle at most—two, and from a regiment there remains less than a company. But apparently there was nobody to send Sarina to the grave—whether by accident or because there were no foretold beauties on the battlefield. What’s more, his superiors noticed him and assigned him as a courier.
Did he get a chance to survive? Not so fast. Sergeant Duzan never could have imagined how many deadly dangers lie in wait for someone who delivers messages…