When Andra went into a cryonic sleep for a trip across the galaxy, she expected to wake up in a hundred years, not a thousand. Now it's the year 3102, she woke up in a hot, dirty cave, and eveyrone keeps calling her Goddess. Worst of all, the rest of the colonists are dead. They died centuries ago, and their descendants think Andra is a deity. Zhade, the exiled bastard prince of Eerensed, has devoted himself to finding the sleeping Goddess's glass coffin after it disappeared from the palace. He's hoping the Goddess will help him take his rightful place on the throne.