Fantasy-politics Stories

According to public record, decades ago, the queen and young prince were kidnapped by an insurging group and found murdered far outside the kingdom. According to public record, the work the archons did to hold the Pangea together only needs maintenance. According to public record, the king wants what is best for the kingdom and his family. Public record is a lie. Extras and Updates on my tumblr: Flightless-wb I am open to fan works.

For five centuries, a bloodline has guarded the fragile boundary between the kingdoms of the living and the dead - a duty passed down through generations, upheld with unwavering vigilance. Since the Great War, peace has reigned, and the veil between worlds remained undisturbed. But today, that peace shatters. An undead diplomat arrives, crossing the boundary not with an army, but with a small, enigmatic entourage. Their presence stirs ancient fears and buried secrets within the guardians - a diverse group bound by duty, loyalty, and memories long forgotten. As tensions rise and mysteries deepen, the guardians must navigate fragile diplomacy, hidden agendas, and the shadows of their own pasts. In the delicate balance between life and death, one misstep could ignite a war no realm is prepared to face.

The boy with the fire burning in his chest. The girl wearing a crown covered in blood. Will they be the ones to save us? Owen's powers threaten to destroy everything around him unless he can learn to control them. Living as a "guest" of the inquisition protects the world from him, and him from hurting anybody. He has no memory of his life before, only fragments, and visions of things that scare him. Celeste was just a normal girl until two months ago. Then in a single night her entire family was murdered; making her Empress Celestine nox Illuma III. With no time to grieve, she must prove herself to a country full of people watching for a chance to drag her off a throne she never wanted. Something dark is brewing within the Sadethi empire. Every day ties between the provinces seem to stretch thinner, and civil war becomes more and more likely. Can Owen and Celeste find the healing they deserve? Or will their broken hearts set the world on fire? *Updates at least once Weekly on Sunday I wrote this myself with blood, sweat, tears, and no use of AI in any way. All rights reserved, all readers welcome.