A Court Under the Mountain
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Long before the events of the Court of Thorns and Roses, there was a lot happening in Prythian and the Continent.
This is my humble take on trying to play with the idea of Amarantha's oppression of Prythian and her dystopian take on being the queen Under the Mountain.
Kaela, a heiress to the throne of Fae Kingdom located far away in the desert of the Continent was sent to warn Prythian of Amarantha's intentions.
The next thing she knows is that she wakes up Under the Mountain, bargained to be part of a concubine program with memories missing.
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