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The Daughters of Albion
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Ongoing, First published May 09, 2022
In a land of myth and a time of magic, there lived a princess. Born to the great and mythical King Arthur and Queen Guinevere, Princess Amelie Pendragon inherits a kingdom of peace and prosperity. A time when the persecution of magic is stopped, where the kingdoms of Albion are united under the Pendragon Crest, when people live in harmonious tranquility. But when an inciting incident arouses controversy in the Empire, two parties emerge: One dedicated to gaining the magical power of the royals, and one dedicated to destroying it for good. As Amelie's friends and relatives begin to take sides, Amelie realizes she must as well. But choosing could mean betraying the ones she loves - and changing the fate of her kingdom.
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"Merlin has-" The ghost of Uther Pendragon has told Arthur that Merlin has magic. Arthur struggles to deal with it, until he's forced to once Camelot has a familiar new visitor. ~ Morgana crooned to the guard, her words cold but soothing, smile apparent in her voice. The sharp clicks of boots snapped against the cold dungeon air as a high-headed, cold-hearted sorceress stood proudly in front of the old man. Dark hair, wild like a bloodthirsty animal, contrasted sharply against her pale, creamy skin. A dangerous smile lingered on her lips, watery green eyes gleaming with malice as she tilted her head to survey her prisoner with mock sympathy. ~ Heads up, this fic is as straight as a ruler, so don't be expecting gay smut. I warned you!