A princess in a castle? Or a butcher in a crown? Hadley, the second daughter of the King and Queen of Laz-Isabel - a kingdom of magic and whispered spells - was no ordinary royal. Born of witches, she bloomed into power like a rose with thorns. On her eighteenth birthday, the castle gates opened wide. Music soared. Fireworks lit the sky. Nobles danced and commoners feasted. The kingdom rejoiced... not knowing doom was dressed in green dress. Among the guests was a handsome warlock, cloaked in charm and old magic. They said he was clever. They said he was strong. They said no beauty could undo him. But Hadley wasn't just beauty. She was ruin wrapped in silk. What happened that night? A kiss? A promise? A wedding? No. She slit his throat and smiled. Now, songs are sung of her smile - and prayers whispered in her shadow. For where the Princess walks, misfortune follows, trailing like a ghost in a bloody green gown. To break the curse entwined in her soul, she must bind her fate to a king - one damned by his own sins. He was older. Harsher. As wounded as he was dangerous. His touch burned, and his eyes... they saw through her. One forged by regret. One consumed by wrath. Together, they might rewrite fate - or bend his will to break the curse. Because Hadley was never meant to be the damsel. She was never meant to be the queen. She was meant to be the villainess.
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