In the grand, ceremonial gatherings, Svarog’s parade life unfolds—he takes turns playing no less than seven kings and one great duke. The crowned nobles calmly converge at the residence of the Viglaf Covenant—an imposing castle, now the safest place on all Talar.
All the vulgar piquancies and vices—affairs, jealousy, violence, and deceit…—are hidden behind the shutters of the royal chambers. Somewhere in there, a conspiracy is ripening; in response, there will be righteous revenge!
Let a light breeze lazily stir the many flags flying proudly over the royal residences. But when it rages over seas and oceans, it can just as easily turn into an inferno squall—one that will tear the white flag with the black sun from the towers of the island of Dike.