Djorn never asked to be King, but only those of royal blood can wield the power drawn from the holy Jevitine Mine, so...the job's his. Luckily, it's been a long, peaceful reign; the burden's never been especially difficult to bear. But now a mysterious alien fleet seeks the Mine's power, and Djorn is called upon to be something he's never been: a warrior. He's afraid he's not up to the task, that he won't be able to protect his city.... ...and by the way, the power's running out.