The Bloodharvest is not a game, not even a way to gain entry into the luxurious life of The Enclaves. It’s a portcullis, a barrier, keeping the sacred spaces from those who would sully their memories. Declan Krefft is a gatekeeper, stopping incursions into his land with ruthless efficiency. He can smell your scent on the wind, track your footprints through the undergrowth, and uncover your hiding place. The Deathgardens are his territory, and you are not welcome.