One Night with the King -- Book One: Fire
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Have you ever smelt something... though it be faint, it caused a memory to stir? It's as if you have been there before, seen this image play out before you... perhaps in another life?
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Welcome to the Kingdom of Namaria, a place far, far away from any worlds that we know of. Well, perhaps all but your mind. In this land, there has been placed a decree: to find the Mother of Kingdoms, Wife to the One King, and Queen of the Seven Kingdoms in Namarian country.
Dragons, lizards, beasts with seven legs and two tails, water Dragons, Saber Snow Leopards, and far too much honey bread to ever be consumed awaits you in this tail of Queen Amira as she struggles to remember the life that she had once ago, and hold onto all that she now holds dear and close to her heart.
With a Kingdom on her shoulders, a Husband that is far more challenging than can be described, and a memory that seems to constantly be fogged and adventurous, Amira sets of a journey of love, lust, heartbreak, and dreams that could possibly be her long-lost memories.
And within those memories, lies the secret to the answer of her mysterious disappearance.
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