THE DIAMOND THRONE

After ten long years of exile, Sparhawk came home to Elenia to take up his duties as a Pandion Knight and Queen's Champion. It was not a happy homecoming, as he soon learned.
His young Queen, Ehlana, was supposedly stricken with a fatal disease - the same as that which had killed King Aldreas, her father. She still lived, but only because of a great sorcery invoked by Sephrenia, ageless instructor in magic to the Pandions. Now she sat on her throne, frozen in a block of crystal, doomed unless a cure could be found within the year.
Annias, corrupt and ambitious Primate of the Church in Elenia, had made Ehlana's bastard cousin, the weakling Lycheas, Prince Reagent and now ruled through him. By using the kingdom's treasure lavishly, Annias planned to bribe his way to Archprelacy and power over all the land. Only Sephrenia and the Church Knights opposed him, and for them he had dark plans.
But as Sparhawk and Sephrenia, now accompanied by Flute, an odd girl-child with strange powers, sought to save Ehlana and the land, they discovered the evil was greater than they had dreamed.
Behind Annias was Azash, the ancient demon-god of Zemoch, whose armies had barely been defeated by the magic and blood of the Church Knights five centuries before. But now the Zemochs were stirring again, and Azash was working through Annias and his henchmen to destroy the one person in the west who might defeat him.
That person, Sephrenia revealed, was - Sparhawk!

THE RUBY KNIGHT

Ehlana, Queen of Elenia, was poisoned and frozen in crystal to save her. But the spell could only last until the last Knight aiding it should die - as they were already dying, one each month. Too much time and too many deaths had been spent while Sparhawk, Knight and Queen's Champion, sought for the cure.
Now the ghost of her father had summoned him to reveal that it was Primate Annias who had poisoned her, to gain free access to the treasury, that he might bribe his way to become the Archprelate. And the cure for the poison was the Bhelliom, the great jewel lost in Lamorkand when King Sarak of Thalesia died in battle five hundred years ago. It had been in his crown, and since then men had searched the shores of Lake Randera for it - vainly.
Yet somehow, Sparhawk must find it. Grimly, he gathered his companions to go in search of it: Four brave Knights, the novice Berit, his squire Kurik, and Sephrenia, the Styric instructor in magic to the Knights. At her suggestion, he added the young thief Talen and the strange little girl, Flute.
The Knight Tynian claimed some power in necromancy, and they hoped to gain knowledge of the dead King Sarak's burial place by raising the ghosts of those who had died in battle.
But the way was long, and troubles began to beset them at the outset. Azash, evil God of far-eastern Zemoch had sensed their quest and sent a Seeker - an evil, insectile monster of great power - to plague them. And there were other delays constantly.
But Sparhawk knew that somehow they must reach and find the Bhelliom before his queen could perish. They must not fail!

THE SAPPHIRE ROSE

Finally the knight Sparhawk had come to possess Bhelliom, the legendary jewel of magic that alone could save Queen Ehlana from the deadly poison that had felled her father. Sparhawk and Sephrenia, ageless instructor in Styric magics, made haste to free Ehlana from the crystalline cocoon that had preserved her life while they desperately sought a cure.
But Bhelliom carried dangers of its own. Once the stone came into his hands, Sparhawk found himself being stalked by a dark, lurking menace. Whether the foul Zemoch God Azash was behind this threat, or some other enemy, even Sephrenia could not say - only that the sapphire rose held powers too dangerous for any mortal to bear.
Restoring Queen Ehlana would only be the beginning of Sparhawk's mission. With the aid of four stalwart knights, one from each Militant Order, he must thwart Ehlana's poisoner, the Primate Annias, in his plot to assume the throne of the Church. For as Archprelate, Annias would serve his secret master, Azash, and deliver up to the dread God the one thing Azash thirsted for - Bhelliom itself!

DOMES OF FIRE

Six years had passed since the redoubtable knight Sparhawk had triumphed over the evil God Azash and returned to Elenia with Queen Ehlana, his bride. And now a new danger had arisen to threaten the peace of Ehlana's realm.
The trouble had started quietly. At home, bandits began to plague the hill country. In neighboring Lamorkand, the customary political unrest turned ominous with whispers that the bloody heroes of old soon would rise again. And travelers reported that the Trolls had all disappeared from the icy northern haunts of Thalesia.
Simple problems, apparently unrelated - until an ambassador arrived from the far-off Tamul empire, begging Sparhawk's aid. For these same dangers that stalked Ehlana's kingdom had already struck his realm full-force. The fabled ancient warriors of Tamuli had indeed returned - intent on carnage. Monsters and fell magics had followed, and the havoc and terror they spawned were tearing the empire apart.
The emperor had sent for the Pandion Knight who had killed the God Azash. If Sparhawk wanted to stop this danger before it could savage his own land, he now must lend his aid.
Sparhawk, Ehlana, and their daughter, Princess Danae, agreed to make the grueling trek to the distant empire of the east. They traveled in company with a handful of trusted companions: the stalwart champions of the four Militant Orders, the knight Berit, Mirtai the giantess, and the young thief Talen.
With the child-goddess Aphrael to speed their journey, they began the treacherous traverse of the utmost reaches of the Daresian continent, to Tamuli's distant capital. There, in the emperor's glittering court, they would encounter corruption, treachery - and a greater danger than any man had faced before!

THE SHINING ONES

Years past, the Child-Goddess Aphrael had hidden Bhelliom, the Stone of Power. It rested at the very bottom of the deepest ocean, that nevermore should its awesome power sing temptation to mortal men.
Now Sparhawk, Knight and Queen's Champion, must retrieve that Sapphire Rose from its briny sleep. For only with the might of Bhelliom could he hope to thwart the fiendish schemes directed against the Tamul empire, and against his own homeland.
Sparhawk's journey to recover Bhelliom would be fraught with peril. Only with Goddess' help could he hope to recover the stone. And that would only begin his quest, for the forces of evil sought to capture the gem for their own diabolical ends. Sparhawk and his loyal companions must keep Bhelliom safe from those who sought to steal it, as well as from the horrors which those evildoers had already loosed upon the world.
Most feared of all the monsters that terrorized Tamuli were the Shining Ones: dreaded, glowing beings whose merest touch could melt human flesh from bone. All too soon, Sparhawk and his allies found themselves stalked by those fell creatures out of myth. For the Shining Ones, too, had designs on Bhelliom - designs that would change the very shape of the world?

THE HIDDEN CITY

Battle had been joined and fought and won. The Pandion Knight Sparhawk had met the forces of the foul God Cyrgon upon the field of valor, and justice and might had carried the day. But even in Sparhawk's moment of triumph had come a crushing blow. For far away from the battlefield, Cyrgon's hired minions had by treachery and stealth stolen away Sparhawk's very heart: they had kidnapped the beautiful Queen Ehlana, his wife.
Sparhawk would have to surrender Bhelliom, the awesome jewel of power, into their accursed hands - or Ehlana would die.
Their goal had been to render Sparhawk impotent. But Cyrgon's lackeys, in their craven, puny souls, had far misjudged that knight's unwavering resolve to fight on for his queen with every resource at his command.
Aided by stalwart friends, Sparhawk charted a plan of attack, knowing that Ehlana's life hung in the balance. The road ahead promised peril for all those he held dear, but none of his companions flinched at the awesome task before them, even knowing that Cyrgon had summoned up forces of evil from Tamuli's dark past, and from sick and fetid places beyond mere human ken.
But the full magnitude of the danger before them was yet to be revealed. For in his towering hubris, Cyrgon had dared that which was forbidden even to the Gods. He had called forth Klath, Bhelliom's opposite, a monster eager to rend the very world asunder.
Ravening destruction stalked all the lands. For from before time began, it was writ that Bhelliom must contend with its opposite for the fate of this world. Even so must the man Sparhawk finally face the God Cyrgon, in mortal combat - andalone?