Joy and happiness abounds as ever, it's the time of harvest. There's dancing in the streets and music in the air. Every home is preparing a meal and those who can't, have joined friends and family. There's always enough to go around, that's the whole point of the festivities. The little boy remembered all the other harvests gone by, even though he did not speak of them. At least not as much as his elder brothers, but that was the past.Today, a blade has been drawn with intent, and the prince needs no words. Kaydee walks a path more ancient than, that on which his horse trod in the forest. The beast seemed content to be out of his stables contrary to its rider. Most recently, the forest has been more perilous for humans than horses. The prince of Kendi commands the royal guard. It's one of many things about the secluded kingdom, that is different from their neighbours. His uncles had done same before him in order to shield their house. However the ring of mountains on which their kingdom's safety depends, does not shield them from internal strife.Someone in the palace has drawn the wrong kind of attention to the little kingdom. Predators are now crawling all over their city, looking for weaknesses in their defences. They have discovered Kendi's secret and will surely return with thousands more men, if they escape the clutches of the mountain kingdom.The prince is a blade wielded with an iron will by the head the palace guard, who happens to be his uncle. With the immediate threat seemingly over, they must all find out, how much damage had been done to their lives. The next attack may entrap other kingdoms as well as a princess, who might become a pawn of the enemy.Kendi must face this new world. The prince must become more than a commander, and the man must be more than a blade.