Before England was a memory, Henry Woodward was already someone else's prisoner - a wrecked castaway, a pawn in a Spanish garrison, a pirate sailing under another man's colors. By the time he reaches the Carolina wilderness, reinvention isn't a choice he's making; it's the only skill he has left.
It makes him indispensable. When the infant colony needs someone who can speak to the different Native American tribes, broker a trade route through unmapped country, or hold a fragile peace together with nothing but nerve and native tongues, they send for Woodward. He becomes the man no one can do without - and the man who can never quite belong anywhere long enough to keep what he builds. He starts a family, loses it to war or distance or death, and starts again, each time believing this will be the one that lasts.
Torn between the Lords Proprietors that manipulate him, the colony that depends on him, and the native allies who trust him more than his own countrymen do, Woodward spends a lifetime brokering other people's peace while his own keeps slipping away - until one woman makes him wonder if a man who has survived everything can finally learn to stay.