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For centuries, the salt mines of Pruul have brought in many millions of marks, a number that they would never have dreamt of achieving without the use of slave labor. Increasing demand for cheaper salt led to an increased demand for slaves, and the desire for money led several members of Clan Sabbah to imprison those who have done no wrong. Among them rests a Black-Jeweled Priestess Queen, a woman who could be Pruul’s salvation—or its devastation.
Above the sand, the tyrannical Qasim rules his lands with an unforgiving fist. His hunt for the Mother required to rule Pruul has gone for three years, unanswered and unchallenged; no woman of Pruulian descent has stepped up to heal the land, and none has been sensed besides. In the rocky crags of the Pruulian mountains, however, hope may spring anew. Even if it does—even if a new Priestess Queen is found—will the tribes of Pruul be able to accept her? Or will civil war rise up and consume the arid territory?
Only time will tell.
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