At the end of the Witchroad, where the river disappears into an endless fall of mist, lives Vidalia, the last witch her grandmother ever raised. Hidden away from the kingdoms that slaughtered her kind, Vidalia has spent her life in a quiet sanctuary surrounded by enchanted forests, ancient magic, and the ghosts of a world that nearly forgot witches ever existed. She knows the rules. Never leave the sanctuary without reason. Never interfere in human wars. And above all, never ignore the magic of the Witchroad. But when a dying man washes ashore at her doorstep, those rules become impossible to follow. He is no ordinary soldier. He is a general of the very kingdom responsible for hunting witches. Vidalia should let him die. Instead, her magic chooses for her. Bound by an ancient healer's covenant, she is forced to keep her enemy alive and the longer he remains beneath her roof, the more she begins to realize that the war between witches and humans is not as simple as she was taught. Because the general is hiding secrets. The Witchroad is changing. And something ancient is stirring beneath the magic that connects their worlds. She was never supposed to save him. He was never supposed to survive. And neither of them was prepared for what would happen when the witch at the end of the river fell in love with the man she was raised to hate.