the awakening of the thorn prince.

A SLEEPING BEAUTY RETELLING

SUMMARY

Enelmilna, the realm of thorns, is a dominion where its citizens shrivel like roses upon a garden shrine in winter. A plague of potent witchcraft has become the foundation of demise in the aforementioned terrain, a death caused by the growth of indigenous barbs flourishing amidst the tainted mortal's bones. The ravaged kingdom's queen, Analiye, a once becoming peasant, has endured the consequences of its master, and now her son, the blind prince, is carrying the burden of her past omission. Cursed through an affair she'd had as a girl, the boy is said to pass on his eighteenth birthday, when the thorns shall reign again.

Sir Aveirell Chartuelt, the young knight born into the role of guarding Prince Nepacieli-Aurore, is punished in his own way when he falls in love with the sovereign he gave his word to protect. When failure to do as instructed physically alters his capability as a guardian and strips him of his title, his ambition is guided towards waking his deadly lover.

Queen Melrielena of Soleriean, the succeeding crown of Enelmilna and destined wife of the prince, has a particular intent as well; to remove the rank given to her by the enemy and wed the man she'd intended to before the arrangement. After an unforeseen surge of courage turns both the exiled queen and relinquished knight into criminals, they must now not only rescue Nepacieli, but salvage their home and its people.

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This book is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents either are products of the author's imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, events, or locales is entirely coincidental.