And here's the cover!
The book is in the early stages of revision right now, and, at the moment, I'm looking at an early 2014 release.
Finally, I'll leave you with a little snippet from the beginning of Sarya's Song:
[magic is worked through musical chants, and Sarya's job is to arrange the magical chants into rituals; a wedding rite, in this case. Right now, she's handing out new parts.]
"What's this?" a voice said from off to the side, where the soloists stood. Adan Muari held out one of the pages, staring at it. "I can't sing this. It's too high. What happened to my solo?"
"I know your range," Sarya said. Adan Muari, tall, handsome, well built, auburn haired, heir of a family that owned nearly a quarter of Msaka Ras and a substantial portion of Msaka Dolna, possessed a True baritone voice of divine quality and extraordinary [magical] strength, and an equally extraordinary opinion of himself. She hated adding to that opinion. "I need a good strong True Voice on that bit, so I gave it to you. Adaska can handle the solo."
"I can't sing this," Adan said again, shoving the sheet of music back at her. "I'll sound like I've been gelded."
She pushed the page back at him. "Don't tempt me."