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A Bittersweet Yet Honourable Duty
The blessed child was lost amongst the trees and fields,
Raised behind stone by the grace of the forgotten gods.
The realm is now prospering, chaos and strife yields,
Little did she know she was destined to face unfathomable odds.
Swords she would shatter and shields she would break,
Her head and her heart a tempest and a calm,
Both the heavens and hell will quake.
Fleeing from the cursed child was fate's one intention for her,
For she would be the one to damn all those darkened and save all those pure.
Crowns and daggers, chains and keys,
The blessed child will someday force all to their knees.
DU LIEST GERADE
A Court of Embers and Ashes
FantasiGabriella Taren, the daughter of an Imperial Lord, is lured out of hiding when her father dies. When returning to the sides of her loved ones, the duties of a future wife of nobility are bestowed upon her. Peace is a temperamental thing in the realm...
