Yoda's princes

They were told to find her. Not love her. Not save her. Find her. Because every wazavile in history has died before the age of thirty, and she is already twenty-four.

In the kingdom of Lomawalt, the wazavile is not a legend told for comfort. She is a curse that walks. A girl marked from birth, hunted by one hundred and fifty princes who were raised for a single purpose: to end her existence before she can become something the world cannot control.

Roy was never supposed to be different. Yoda's firstborn, a prince of the strongest bloodline, a man shaped to obey fate without question. He was meant to hunt like the rest of them, without hesitation, without emotion, without consequence.

But the moment he sees her, something in him breaks its silence. Something ancient. Something that does not ask for permission. It recognizes her before he does.

Now the hunt is no longer just about finding her. It becomes about what happens when the one meant to capture her starts to refuse the role written for him. Because in Lomawalt, defying prophecy is not rare.

It is fatal.

And she is running out of time.