The Silverbloods
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He was born a bastard, raised as an assassin and proclaimed to be king.
When Geyla Strauss woke up in the morning of his ninth birthday, he was accused for the murder of his book-merchant father.
As he kept on running for his life he was taken in by a family of assassins. He took the name Yla and became one of the greatest assassins the family ever had. But when he met a witch named Lilphalien, his life, as if it was not at its worst yet, became more perilous when he was told that he was the bastard son of the king of Corr.
Now that his past had caught up with his present, Fate has forced him to claim his right to the crown.
But the High Throne was never handed on a silver platter. With the usurper king dead and the queen regent`s line of power about to break, the enemies of the realm surged to bring down the capital and to have for themselves what was left.
Witness a tale of gods, kings, nobles, bastards, assassins, and whores as they fight the bloodiest of wars for their quest for power and influence.
Five kingdoms.
Four kings.
One throne.
The Silverbloods.
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