The night the contract was sealed, a woman screamed in the moonlit courtyard of the Obsidian Spire—Sparrow’s mother—her wrists slit, her blood used to ink a vow she never agreed to. Now, twenty years later, Sparrow walks that same courtyard in stolen boots and a borrowed name, her pulse steady, her purpose absolute: unmake the contract, expose the truth, and kill Kaelen Duskbane.