"People have prayed to the gods to send them rain, but instead, the gods sent you."
Rowyn Blythe is cursed. Hidden behind the shroud in Morgania, she's brought only tragedy to her clan. But to an empire brought to its knees by drought, the first weather sorcerer in a century can only be a blessing from the gods.
To atone for her past, Rowyn must seek control of her power, but doing so brings her closer to the Lyrican Empire. The empire that she's fought her whole life. Rowyn is determined to avoid a future in Lyrica, but it seems like everyone wants a piece of her. In the end, they may not let her go.