Timira is a respected woman, the wife of the emperor’s first adviser. Old troubles are forgotten—no, not forgotten, but turned into today’s victories. Her beloved husband, thousands of multicolored dresses, obedient magic that comes to the rescue in any situation.
But her element isn’t a gentle stream—it’s a raging tsunami. She no longer writes lavender-themed spells, yet fate awaits her in the Black Fortress, in the middle of the desert.