Will’s eyes moved constantly, searching left to right, right to left, close in and far ahead. An observer might never notice this constant movement, as his head remained still. Again, that was his training: to see without being seen; to notice without being noticed. He knew this part of the Kingdom was relatively untroubled. That was why he had been assigned to the Fief of Seacliff. After all, a brand new, just-commissioned Ranger was hardly going to be handed one of the Kingdom’s trouble spots. He smiled idly at the thought.
Several years have passed since the apprentice and his master, Will and Halt, first met, and Will is finally a full-fledged Ranger with his own fief to look after. The fief seems sleepy-boring, even-until Lord Syron, master of a castle far in the north, is struck down by a mysterious illness. Joined by his friend Alyss, Will is suddenly thrown headfirst into an extraordinary adventure, investigating fears of sorcery and trying to determine who is loyal to Lord Syron. As Will battles growing hysteria, traitors, and most of all, time, Alyss is taken hostage, and Will is forced to make a desperate choice between his mission and his friend.
There is no stop to this amazing adventure. From a dog, to Skandians, to Alyss, to Malcolm, readers are amazed by the turnouts of events. What are those mysterious lights in that forest? Who are my allies, and who are my foes? What does John Flanagan have in store for me today?