Heart of Draehn
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A land of men with a history of magic, Draehn has been ruled by a tyrant for nearly twenty years too long. The balance of power is tipping- but which way?
Lord Shane Herrale has his eyes set on his uncle's throne, and a plan to get there.
The exiled widow of the last king awaits in the shadows, a loyal following building around her. Sir Treyson Gallaen is rising through the ranks with noteworthy speed, moving swiftly to the inner circle, and he has plans of his own.
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