Realm of Restoration

A gut-wrenching scream shatters through the dawn as slumbering spirits awaken once more.

The hard-won peace following the great war is fragmenting once more as evil spreads through the world from an unknown source. Kingdoms are finishing being rebuilt from the rubble up, new trade and peace treaties making them stronger than before. The ringing of hammers against nails has ceased, its replacement the joyous laughter of children running across streets lined with vendors and parents looking on with content smiles.

Peace.

If only the same could be said for Aelin and her court. Exhaustion and trauma from overworking accompanied by her experience at Doranelle have rendered the Queen in a state of mental fragility, not that she would ever admit to it. Nightmares fill her sleepless nights, and responsibilities in the mornings. When her flashbacks surge in full force, more vivid than before, Aelin blames it on stress, sleep deprivation, and hormones. Only when it has become too late do they realize that greater forces are at play.

𝓐 𝓣𝓱𝓻𝓸𝓷𝓮 𝓸𝓯 𝓖𝓵𝓪𝓼𝓼 𝓯𝓪𝓷𝓯𝓲𝓬𝓽𝓲𝓸𝓷

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