Forgiveness Isn't the Same as Forgetting
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"He was once the light of the kingdom. Now, they curse his name in the dark."
Elion Veradis, a brilliant and soft-spoken mage, was once praised for his boundless compassion and gentle heart. But that heart was shattered when a kingdom-wide massacre-one he did not commit-was pinned on him. Branded a villain, hunted by those he once protected, Elion vanished.
Years later, he returns. Not as the boy they loved, but the man they fear.
Riven Calder, once Elion's closest friend-his brother in all but blood-has spent years trying to bury the guilt of not defending him. Now, as the kingdom's chosen Hero, he must face the man he once failed... even if it means drawing his sword against him.
But not everything is what it seems. Beneath the flames, beneath the cold silence and vengeful magic, lies a story untold-a truth blurred by politics, betrayal, and heartbreak. And if Riven truly wants justice... he may have to admit that the real villain might be the crown itself.
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