They came upon us like nightfall, like the winds, like the changing seasons. Swift as laughter, bright as steel, pitiless as frost in the dead of winter. More beautiful than sunlight and treacherous as desire. A summer vacation to Ireland should be no cause for concern. Even the Handmaiden of Death deserves a break. Emlynn has faced ghosts, the Ancient Dead and demonic entities as she's grown into her power. But there's no preparation for what awaits...