Prologue

Logan remembers

It's not the dream I thought it would be when I first experienced it. My first thought was that I was back at the moment when I first killed a man, the day I first rode into battle. In fact, everything was just as vivid as it was that day. But instead of the soldier, who's life I ended, I saw her face. And it wasn't an arrow. It was my sword. 

I couldn't tear my eyes away from what I had done, and realized, in that moment, that it was true. I had killed her, indirectly. I fondly I hadn't be so slow. If only I had seen the archer. If only I hadn't loved her.