Book excerpt: Ayla and Miria were both born to fates they didn't choose. One, the Holy Maiden of Artheris, symbol of peace and victory over the long-defeated witches who once supposedly oppressed these lands. The other, a witch who lives in constant fear of being captured and killed, always hiding her powers, and the last of her kind. It seems certain that these two become mortal enemies, but what if it didn't have to be that way? What if, by resisting their fates, they could choose something different?