An arrow saves his life, and he devotes his heart to the archer.

I am no lass bound for a life of tending hearths and bairns. Warrior's blood courses through my veins and the day I grasped a wooden sword I found my purpose in a forgotten valley, where the last beacon of hope for our broken clan still shines. Now, it's my turn to rise.

My name is Flora Kerr, and I am a rebel.

Finn, who first believed in my prowess, stood by me, vowing to protect me as we swore to reclaim our clan's future together.

But everything changed the day I saved a man’s life.

None of my training prepared me for Seamus, the heir to the disgraced Laird Murray. But his eyes are telling me that he is much more than the coward he lets other people think of him; he is a living contradiction. He unsettles me, stirring emotions I've never known. Finn's touch, once my only comfort, pales against Seamus' wicked smile and intense stare, it leaves me empty.. If Seamus, the enemy's kin, sees worth in my words, then let him be my unlikely ally. Hatred and prejudice won’t win this war—but a desperate-for-freedom spirit might. I refuse to be sidelined in a struggle that demands my spirit and sword.

My name is Flora, and I swear I will put an end to Campbell’s tyranny.