About the book: year / Three came to the World at the very beginning of Time. The eldest had never wielded a sword well, or indeed any other weapon. The middle one generally looked at the sword with timid disgust. Any murder weapon always horrified her, and in her life she had hardly held anything more dangerous in her hand than a kitchen knife. Another thing is Junior, who seemed to be born for battle and only for battle. Each of them had their own path and their own purpose. But, one thing was common. They had to crush the Fourth. They crushed Him, but did not defeat Him. And someday it will be reborn again. And then the descendants of the Younger, may his loins always be fruitful, will play their role... And more than 1000 years have passed…