THE LEGEND OF SYLINTHIA

(If you want to avoid spoilers, I advise you not reading it and directly starting the story.)

After several years of harmony, the world of the Enchanters is divided into three kingdoms: Dorélya, Emyris and Edéa.

Lyne is different. Born to Edea, among the Strong and ingenious Enchanters, her blood is devoid of the slightest magical gift. When she clumsily commits a crime against the royal family, she is unceremoniously dismissed from the kingdom. Banned and condemned to the woods of Saleos, where death reigns without mercy, the girl would never have believed to survive, but it is then that she is saved by Devon Leviathan, crown prince of Dorélya.

Until then, Lyne was certain that the voices inside her head were only the fruit of her imagination.

False.

She was certain that nothing would be more terrible than death.

Devon Leviathan was worse.

She thought that nothing would revive her humanity.

She thought that her difference was without reason.

She was wrong, she was what they have always been dreaded of, she was a song of hell and heaven.

She was a SYLINTHIA.