The Queen's Symphony
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Last published Sat, Jun 8, 2024
From childhood, Lydus Bereant was raised to be one thing only: the greatest composer Corastia had ever seen, perhaps with the exception of his own great-grandfather and namesake. But even a life of fame had only brought him into the service of nobility who used his gifts for their amusement and paid little in return. All this changed when he received a royal summons to compose a singular piece of national pride and beauty in the queen's honor. While failure would lead to certain oblivion, success--especially in the king's service--was the closest a composer could come to deity.
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