Force of Nadia
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Last published Fri, Aug 11, 2017
In a forest once ruled by the alien nature of magic, a town stood alone, separate from Abellium, a kingdom ruled by the bloodiest hands. This town was where men could seek peace in the havoc of a chaotic world; an oasis in a barren wasteland of betrayal and famine. It was here a man was sent, disgraced and alone, to raise a daughter in the solitude of a simpler life.
When she reaches the age of consent, she will be expected to travel back to the bloodied kingdom; the crown passing from brow to brow, where daggers and gold ruled over whomever wore it. Her naivety of the follies of men and women alike may send her deeper into turmoil; so deep she may not emerge again. She faces challenges beyond her imagination, a war of Druids and Elves and a choice between loyalty and duty.
This is Estille's tale - this is where it begins.
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