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Hidden in Plain Sight

Hidden in Plain Sight

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In a world where some are born gifted with magical abilities, a king had lost hope of an heir. Until one day, while he was away came tidings that his queen had given birth to a son. On the night of his birth, a mage came to wish the prince for he was among those gifted. His powers grew stronger and became harder to control. The mage said only one thing could help tame his powers.That was for her to know and him to find out.
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