It's time. Within a year the Prince must die or he and his people and his kingdom will survive uncontested. Within a year, but there are those already on the move, already lying in wait to fulfil fate. Reports of a mercenary army have begun to spread throughout the land. Soldiers have been called to prepare for war and captains have been summoned to lead them. Spies have been sent forth to gather information. Assassins have been requisitioned to hunt out those meant to die. And princes have been sent to hide deep within the woods. Kit can't help looking around every corner for his Captain far away on her own mission. Perhaps he should look harder for the trees hide more secrets than just the elves of the forest. How long can you hide before your enemies find you? How long can you lie before the truth sets you free? And who will find you when the smoke clears and you're safe once more? How much can you endure before you can't bear the burden of prophecy anymore? Once upon a time...