Aleksandr made a silent promise to the Lord. God would deliver
him -- would deliver Russia -- and he would make Russia into the
country that the Almighty wanted it to be. He would be delivered
from the destruction that wasteth at noonday, and from the
pestilence that walketh in darkness -- the terror by night.
1825, Europe -- and Russia -- have been at peace for a decade.
Bonaparte is long dead and the threat of invasion is no more. For
Colonel Aleksei Ivanovich Danilov, life is peaceful. The French
have been defeated, as have the twelve monstrous creatures he once
fought alongside, and then against, all those years before. His
duty is still to his tsar, Aleksandr the First, but today the enemy
is merely human.
But the tsar himself knows he can never be at peace. He is well
aware of the uprising fermenting within his own army, but his true
fear is of something far more terrible -- something that threatens
to bring damnation down upon him, his family and his country.
Aleksandr cannot forget a promise: a promise sealed in blood... and
broken a hundred years before.
Now the victim of the Romanovs'' betrayal has returned to demand
what is his. The knowledge chills Aleksandr''s very soul. And for
Aleksei, it seems the vile pestilence that once threatened all he
held dear has returned, thirteen years later.