How could it have come to this??
Bereft of their elders in magic, hired out to strangers to feed their families. Survival was a constant battle for the Russian Witches. Despised by other witches for their rigid focus on contracts, they were without a moral compass, honorless.
That was not good enough for some. For the young witch, Zhanna, life was not worth living without honor - or her magic. Could she find both in her homeland?
Would her desire and drive be enough to locate her shade of honor?