Rajan

He left his father's farm with an ancient sword and the tattered remains of his honor —and before the moon had travelled a full cycle he had traded both to a mysterious silk-clad sorcerer in return for a promise of protection. Rajan had a price on his head for the murder of a nobleman. No matter that it had been an honorable duel, or that the other man had issued the challenge, insulting the honor of Rajan's house; the simple fact remained: he was a farmer, and he had murdered a lord. Now he is hunted by the feared Lhas'kar, those silent assassins from whom no man has ever escaped; and his only hope of life lies with Duhaur the sorcerer, who controls the thunder with a word and the lightning with a wave of his hand.

In desperation Rajan has pledged himself to this man of his own free will; now he is bound to Duhaur's service unto death—and even beyond, bound until he performs the task that his master requires of him. And the service Duhaur demands chills him to the very bone:

"Rajan, we hunt my son. And when we find him, you will kill him for me...