The Seven Kingdoms
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  • Parts 7
  • Time 1h 27m
  • Reads 69
  • Votes 7
  • Parts 7
  • Time 1h 27m
Ongoing, First published Jun 18, 2020
Every heir throughout the Seven Kingdoms receives a gift. Each corresponding to their kingdoms' element, Earth, Fire, Light, Shadow, Ice, Water, and Air. Princess Hazel of the Earth Kingdom is one of the few who isn't blessed with a gift or so it seems. After the disappearance of her mother at a young age, Hazel's father swallowed by his guilt does all his can to prevent Hazel from leaving the castle walls.  Until one fateful day where Hazel is allowed to roam freely, she discovers not everything she has been told may be the truth. Can Hazel untie the rest of the Seven Kingdoms before its too late? Or will they discover her as the monster she may be?
This story is written by me and I am so excited to finally post it and share it with others!
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Nobody knows with certainty what happened on the dawn of the princess's sixth birthday. One moment the peace bustled with excitement for the day's festivities, the other saw the kingdom devoured by azure flames. Some say it'd been a long time coming for the winged elves' vanity in trying to protect the gods from the spite of their creations, others blamed the young princess as a curse set loose upon a world that turned their backs on the divine. The flames died with a passing rain, and with it the gods' chosen people. A decade in passing, the wounds left by the flames scarred and tragedy turned to song. Whispers of war plague the fragile peace at the eve of the Lunnaelian Empress's daughter's birthday, a figure of eyes ringed with silver at their center. The daughter of a king since forgotten returns to unite the remnants of the feathered children and claim that which is owed her by birthright. The fates of the self proclaimed empress and the mysterious princess, bound by blood, lay waiting in the forest dark and deep with its promises of an eternal sleep.