Prologue

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DERILIUM , 1864
The night settled into a still silence as the residents retired to bed. The streets thick with fog and dim from the lack of moonlight made  it the perfect background for his escape. Zipping past the city limits he thought through his  plans trying to find a loop to convince him to turn back and returned to his pedigree life but nothing came to mind. This time his father had really cross the line. None of that mattered any more. He was done.

The next morning a royal proclamation was sent all around the state that the prince had gone on a hunt for his mate , the soon to be queen of Derilium.
But until today nothing was heard of the lost prince.

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