Amatsu

Rhiannon and Cloudweaver’s children are royal heirs, however exiled from their lands of birthright; Cloudweaver left his home in the Cloudsong to find his lost sister, and along with a handful of wayfarers, built Oakheart Clan from the ground up. Cloudweaver’s exile was by choice; his honour tarnished until he could redeem the one who had been entrusted to his care; Rhiannon, by contrast, though her recklessness and rebellion had a hand in her own downfall, her exile was a fate forced upon her. Where Cloudweaver grew more sedately, calm and forgiving of himself over the years, and has found redemption and reconcilliation, Rhiannon has yet to let that spark of resentment die; fuelled by fierce pride in her bloodline and an ambition far beyond her means, she raises their hatchlings to know their value with an absolute certainty, and their potential for greatness from the moment they struggle from the egg.
However, the Princess of Yul had a past ever eager to catch up with her. Her childish mistake let loose something dark, something monstrous, which will not cease in its hunt of her, and her bloodline. Each of her children is born, and she watches them grow, ever in the back of her mind the question- will this one be taken by the shade? Will this one be too weak to resist the lure of the shade fragment who haunts her nights, shadows her footsteps, whispers her name in the dark of night?
Often enough Cloudweaver’s gift, the inheritance of Gaithrel’s magic, brimming in the grandchildren’s veins, will be enough to drive back the hungry shadow that seeks to devour them. And in the shadow of the Heart Oak, all Rhiannon and Cloudweaver’s royal children are safe. Once they leave the clan, however, their fate is in their own hands.