Crown of Haven: Shield of Shadows

Crown of Haven: Shield of Shadows

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WpMetadataReadContenu pour adultesEn cours d'écriture2 h 9 min
WpMetadataNoticeDernière publication mar., juil. 6, 2021
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Fantasy
THE KAILANI QUEEN HAS MADE HER MARK A few years after the set execution placed for Prince Idris Keahi of Whitehaven, and General Raelle of the rebellion known as the Unmarked Outsiders (Also referred to as the "Guard", for safe keeping), the two have spent a good year hiding from the sights of the delusional and obsessed boy of a king, Archer Keahi, Idris Keahi's younger half-brother. That all comes to a supposed end, however, the moment Raelle's lover is seized by traitors of the rebel group, newbloods known as Silencers. A few days thereafter, Raelle must return with her lover in hand, or all will fall. {Excerpt} "I got a message earlier, Kai," I murmur into Hyeon's neck, voice quiet, my ability cloaking us both from the cameras. She would've powered the cameras off with her lightning, but that would have given her identity away. "Oh, you did? Who's it from?" Her voice is equally as quiet, a gentle whisper against my forehead. "Idris," I hum in response, still quiet. She pulls away from me slightly, leaving me feeling just a little cold. She doesn't like when you mention her betrothed, you fool. I squeak, reaching out for her. My fingers only just graze her neck, and I note the way her eyes flash with an emotion I can't exactly pinpoint. "Kai... I'm sorry," I mumble, and watch as she turns to me again. My cheeks flush slightly, as they always do with her so close, skin so ... bare, except for the tangled sheets. "It's quite alright, my love," Her voice is soft, gentle. A comfort I'm used to. My mind wanders again as she pulls me close, allowing me to rest my head on her chest. TW: Swearing, violence, attempted murder SLOW UPDATES
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(STORY IS BEING UPDATED - 04/23/2025) "What is your name?" he asked, his voice a deep, commanding thunder that rolled across the great hall. I stood before the Red Dragon in all his ruthless glory. Towering. Fearsome. Every breath he took seemed to shake the walls-but I refused to tremble. I said nothing. The guards moved in, seizing me by the neck, forcing me to bow. "BOW, YOU FILTHY WOMAN! ANSWER!" one of them roared. Still, I remained defiant. And strangely... they let go. The crowd hushed. Celebration faded to silence. I could hear the click of his boots as he stepped down from his throne. Draya's whisper brushed my ear. "Answer him..." "You dare defy me?" he growled, his eyes flashing gold with something ancient and untamed. I straightened my spine, though my voice caught in my throat. Still, I forced the words out. "I will not give you my name. You don't deserve to know it." Gasps rippled through the room. A hand, rough and merciless, wrapped around my throat. The Red Dragon's. "Why don't you tremble in my presence?" he hissed. I laughed-a bold, reckless sound. "Because I don't bow to men like you. I never will. Go ahead, choke me if you must. That seems to be what you're best at." He laughed then. Low and dark. A sound that promised danger-and something far worse. "I have my ways of making you surrender," he said, his lips curling into a wicked smirk. And in that moment, I knew-I wasn't facing a man. I was staring into the eyes of something far more dangerous.

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