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Book two in the Ember War Series.

Дуй, ветер! Шумите, деревья! — под это заклятье литовские жрецы Пикуолиса, повелителя смерти, приносят своему господину кровавые жертвы! На его черном алтаре оказался и Игорь Ранчис, молодой аспирант из Санкт-Петербурга, явившийся в Литву, чтобы избавить свою семью от древнего родового проклятья, наложенного еще в тринадцатом веке литовским князем Миндовгом... Под гул языческих барабанов душа Игоря вселилась в тело его далекого предка, литовского кунигаса Довмонта, язычника, правителя, воина… и благоверного псковского князя, в крещении — Тимофея.

Val is expanding her horizons as she settles into her new abode. Her jewelry business is taking off, and she's also found a pub or two for relaxing. Plus, she's got the bodyguard business, and the occasional bouncing gig. Busy dwarf! She's also learning the art and science of having friends. One of them, Stella, will be moving, which forces Val to make a choice. Has she finally found a world that will accept her? Does she want to make it her home? Then Anne, her first client who is now a friend as well, calls her about another protection job, and she can't say no.

It was supposed to be a simple mission—hit the legendary mist-shrouded realm of an ancient people, secure the artifact that can send them back to Earth, and get out—but nothing is simple in the Land of the Black Sun. Corporal Nephi Bennett finds himself lost in a deadly land where time and space behave strangely. Pursued by armies of jaguar-men, cannibal pigmy lizardmen, powerful necromancers, and fallen friends given over to the blackest evil, Bennett must push forward at all costs or risk being trapped forever.

Princess Théra, once known as Empress Üna of Dara, yielded the throne to her younger brother in order to journey to Ukyu-Gondé to war with the Lyucu, and has crossed the impenetrable Wall of Storms with a fleet of ships and ten thousand people. Now she faces new challenges. In Dara, the Lyucu leadership bristles with rivalries, as power and perspectives change between the remains of the Dandelion courts. Here, mothers and daughters, Empress and Pékyu alike, nurture the seeds of plans that will take years to bloom.