Beautiful Queen Inos married the loyal stableboy Rap and made him her
king. They were very much in love, and they lived happily ever after.
Fifteen years went by. Rap and Inos were comfortable, secure, and truly
happy, raising their family in the little backwater kingdom of
Krasnegar, well removed from the hurly-burly of great affairs....
But in far-off Hub, the old Imperor's health--and, some said, his
sanity--deteriorated inexorably. The borderlands were seething, Prince
Emshandar--or Shandie, as Rap knew him--found himself leading his
grandfather's armies into terrible battles where victory and justice
hung in gravest doubt.
And now the end of the millennium was at hand, ushered in by prophecies
of cataclysmic upheaval on a scale never before imagined. All across
Pandemia, sensible people tried to dismiss a growing sense of unease as
superstitious nonsense.
Then a God appeared to Rap and warned him that the prophecies spoke the
least of the truth. Devastation was a certainty; total destruction
loomed. The very fabric of the world was at risk. And it was all Rap's
fault.
The lasting in the world Rap had wanted was another adventure. And it
might be the last thing he would ever get.
