What to do if, by the will of the Creator, you were born into an empire where no one knows the emperor by sight? Where any wandering potter you meet, a junk dealer from a shop on the corner, or a well-known innkeeper, Uncle Povit, can turn out to be an emperor. Where magic is familiar and everyday. What to do if you are young, have not a penny to your name, just a title, two swords, combat skills and a dream to do something important in life, something people need? Perhaps just follow your destiny? After all, it may well give you wings, it can help you find real friends and true love, it can make you know what very, very few people know. And it can even make you the fulfiller of an ancient prophecy...