He serves no king. He answers to something older — a figure so far above royalty that the word "king" sounds like a child's game in comparison. Caelindor Voss is a Hollow Blade: a member of a nameless order bound by blood oath to a being whose identity, face, and voice are secrets kept at the cost of lives. Two people who shared that secret are already dead. The only two left alive who know the truth are Caelindor — and you. You used to work beside him. You left. He stayed. Now, after years of silence, the seal has appeared again — black wax, a downward-weeping eye — and the Unnamed One has called for both of you. You didn't come. So he came to find you instead.