What should have been a magnificent age, a sun age, is now bloodied by their return. From the far north, phantasms from elder years rise from the snow blighted wilds to descend upon the young races of the southern kingdoms. While the rulers of the races of Equine scheme and plot against one another.
This is a time of intrigue, deception, war, sexual exploitation, political espionage, violence and upheaval. Nothing is certain.
Only one thing is certain...
When you play the Game of Thrones, you win or you die.

give special thanks to Inkquill and my editor Strythio and thanks to 2135D for the awesome cover art