Things are not going well for the Rebellion. Their leading strategical
genius is missing, presumed dead. Complete with a tearful farewell.
Enemy forces herded her into certain death. Their only hope is to
continue trying the tricks she taught them, and praying for salvation.
But the Majestrix -may she die a million excruciating deaths- is lording
her small victory over her political rivals. And when a message comes to the Rebellion from an enemy listening post that isn’t a listening
post, dare they believe it’s the miracle they prayed for? Or is it a
ruse by the enemy to lure their best and brightest into an obvious trap?
Hevun only knows.