When the Princes life is threatened all the heirs closest to the throne are sent away until the danger has passed.
Simon, fifth to the king is sent to a small fief at the border of the land, where he becomes fast friends with a young girl named Genira.
One day meanwhile exploring she is gravely injured because of what he thinks is his fault. He is sent away from the feif, hurt and depressed.
Four years later the two meet again, but Simon is overcome by guilt he is distant and angry. Genira begins to fall in love with his kind, funny and strong older brother, Aram.
Together with the help of a mysterious traitor of the kingdoms assassin corps they must work to overthrow the unjust king and save there land from incited war.
This is when Genira and Simon meet again. After a large brawl many point to a young girl and three men. Claiming they started it. Gareth (the lord of the feif) steps forward to help them sort out the evidence. Genira is traveling under an assumed name (her middle name), Safira.
“shes a devil I tell ya! Lying she is! Ever seen a uman lass figh like she did! She did it, ask anbody!” he struggled to stand.
Gareth sighed, he was obviously lying. “Get him out of my sight.” Four guardsmen dragged Alvik and the two remaining unconscious men away.
Gareth rubbed his temples. “Since I can’t get a clear story and no witnesses are ready to talk, this will have to wait till tomorrow.” Simon slipped down from his horse, Shadow, and put a hand on Gareths shoulder.
“We should get back.”
Unexpectedly Shadow tossed her head and tugged at her reins, they fell from Simon’s hand. Before he could react she stepped foreword to nuzzled the girl.
“Hello Shadow.” Safira patted the horse’s velvet nose.
Simon’s eyes narrowed, he pulled shadow back, gently.
“Have we met before?”
The girl sighed. “Shadow, you blew my cover. Bad girl” The horse tossed her head and whinnied.
A guard shoved her “you will address the Lord with respect!” Simon motioned for him to stop.
“do I know you?” he asked.
The girl gave a small smile.