A Serpent's Demise
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Última publicación mié, oct 9, 2024
Maelenna Slynn and Thalorian Cole Prythyus.
Maelenna is a warrior, Thalorian is a prince. Together they have to find out why the royal family is targeted. But to do this they have to work through their differences and get past the fact that Maelenna was originally all part of the plan.
Will they manage to find the culprit behind the attacks and planner of them all, or will they lose sight of the goal along the way?
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