a Perilous Modulation

a Perilous Modulation

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For a millennium, the Realm of Cruor has lived in the dark, scorched lands since the Great war, in which the Taking of the Old Royals, and the Placing of the New Royals followed. The remembrance of the Dragons of House Feire that destroyed their lands, burnt their ancestors alive, and ruled over the Realm hovered among memories. For the Royals of now, it's become harder and harder for the Royals that rule over all of the Realm, the House Gueron, to conceal their secrets. Amandla has lived all of her life, serving the Nobles, Knights, Lords, and Royals of Royal's Landing, not knowing her very own last name. Now, blamed for a crime she didn't commit, Amandla must make the hardest decision of her life; flee to another land, leave everything behind, albeit, not much, or face hanging for being falsely accused. Corbin Water, the bastard son of Orev Heriet, commander of House and Land of the Serpent, is his House's best defender, along with his father's biggest mistake. Shivani and Thana Revier are the twin daughters of Alaistar Revier, though they don't have much in common, they share the same mark of shame, the scorched, scaly flesh of a monster; of a dragon. Through the lands of Realm Cruor, there is a cold as deadly as acid flame, which is rising an army of the dead, the undead, man, and mythic creatures. For a millennium, since the time of the Great War, there has never been creatures as such, all except man, since the Feire bloodline was sentenced to death by the new Royals of House Gueron. House Feire was wiped out, with their House symbol and creatures of myth, the Dragons, along with every other myth. None have been seen since, until now.. When small towns and lands are destroyed, pillaged, as such, the Realm begins to suspect it is the work of an unknown army. Though, the Realm, especially the Royals of Now, don't expect what's coming. Where to see my cover, clearest: http://www.picmonkey.com/p/3AR8BsY1j6a
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