The Prince of Souls

Book 12: The Nine Kingdoms

One good deed leads to another, which for an evil mage desperately wanting to get back to his usual business of making mischief, is hardly a good thing.

Acair of Ceangail, clinging to his reputation as Mage Least Likely to Do Good, has narrowly escaped death in a dwarvish dungeon to find his quest still awaiting him. Armed with a map, an unusual spell or two, and some lock-picking tools, he continues his march into darkness to find the maker of pools of shadows before that nameless mage empties the world of souls. If he manages a few maudlin sentiments along the way, so much the better.

Léirsinn of Sàraichte asked for magic, despite its devastating effects, to help Acair as he fights that mage of terrible power and soul-draining spells. It just never occurred to her that magic and her ability to use it might be so critical to their success.

Time is beginning to run out and a battle for the fate of the world and those they love draws ever closer. They just never dreamed how close to home that battle might be …