The Huntsmen have arrived in Sacred City. They seek the bastard daughter of a demi-goddess. Their purpose? A systematic auction of her body, beginning with that deliciously consecrated soul. But fortune stumbles her into the murderous arms of Beeston Grike. Amidst spilled mead and bloody shackles, his jaded eyes peruse her unfettered smile from which light sings. This evens up the odds nicely.