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A Dove's Innocence
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Ongoing, First published Jul 11, 2021
He sits upon a throne never meant for him, bearing losses of a war he was never responsible for. Whispers through the kingdoms say that his eyes are so dark staring into them long enough would summon Lucifer himself. His body is painted with black ink used to cover the scars that mar his body. The Black Raven Kingdom is rumored to have the pavements stained with red, the grass fields tainted with ashes of the dead. They say that for a man like him, death will never be enough of a punishment. Crimsyn Andraste. 

Her life has been spent within the confines of the Peristerá Castle. The neighboring kingdoms seek after the princess whose face has never been seen outside the castle. The chatters in town say that her beauty can blind, smile enough to bring a thousand men down to their knees. Her eyes have been protected from the war that has killed thousands of her own people. She stays untouched and pristine, a life sheltered in innocence. Milani Alastair. 

Crimsyn and Milani have lived in entirely different worlds, both facing different effects from the war that has divided their kingdoms. But one night, a little birdy shows up at Milani's window.
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