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.
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//He had my hands pinned tightly above my head as I squirmed beneath him. The blade twisting between his fingers. He held it up to my throat. I was afraid but refused to show it. "Hurt me." I said between gritted teeth. He just gave me a sorrowful glance before driving the dagger into my flesh.//
This is no story of love and happiness. This is a story of death and destruction. One of a man and woman who met one night and not only changed the lives of themselves, but the lives of a whole world of people.
One was fire and one was water. They were perfectly balanced. Until one night when the sun fell just below the tip of the tallest castle, the balance faltered, and all hell broke loose. Fire on fire. This is no memorable story that was told on for generations after. No.
This is a story of the forgotten.
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The prince and princess are forced to marry out of their fathers hatred for one another. Yet, there's a falter to the plan and murder gets involved. Will the two be able to put aside years of pent up hatred, or will love conquer all?
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