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❝𝗜'𝗠 𝗔𝗟𝗥𝗘𝗔𝗗𝗬 𝗦𝗧𝗔𝗜𝗡𝗘𝗗 𝗕𝗬 𝗧𝗛𝗘 𝗕𝗢𝗢𝗞𝗦 𝗜 𝗛𝗔𝗩𝗘 𝗥𝗘𝗔𝗗, 𝗔𝗡𝗗 𝗧𝗛𝗘 𝗧𝗛𝗜𝗡𝗚𝗦 𝗧𝗛𝗔𝗧 𝗜'𝗠 𝗠𝗔𝗗𝗘 𝗢𝗙...❞
━━━ 𝗜𝗡 the shadow-draped halls of Night Raven College, perfection is an art form-and Seraphina Eisenhardt paints it flawlessly.
Born to the ancient, immensely wealthy Eisenhardt bloodline and raised under the lavish yet uncompromising eye of her father, High Commander Oberon, Seraphina is everything a noble fae should be. She is breathtakingly beautiful, unnervingly composed, and possesses a lethal mastery of both the rapier and complex high-tier magic. To the chaotic, competitive young men of NRC-where she stands as the academy's sole female student-she is an untouchable angel. She glides through the dorms with a sweet, disarming smile, dismantling opponents in the Equestrian Club without spilling a drop of sweat, and dropping smooth, subtly flirty comments that leave her proudest classmates utterly flustered.
To the world, she is a shimmering masterpiece. But masterpieces are built to conceal the cracks.
Behind her serene eyes and playful, sharp-witted banter lies the heart of a war-hardened commander who survived the horrors of the front lines-and left her soul on the battlefield. Beneath the pristine silk ribbons and sparkling jewelry lies a suffocating, silent grief: the memory of her younger sister, Lyra, lost in a single tragic moment of combat that Seraphina believes was her ultimate failure.
Now, as she navigates life among the chaotic villains and ambitious mages of Diasomnia, her buried trauma begins to claw its way to the surface. In a world where negative emotions taint magic, Seraphina's suppressed guilt is toxic. The dark ink of Blot doesn't just threaten her magic-it manifests as haunting phantoms of the sister she couldn't save, whispering her name in empty h