In a kingdom carved from stone and secrets, one forgotten Ro'Meave dares to rise.
Megan Ro'Meave was born into power, but not into place. The youngest of O'Khasis's royal bloodline, she grew up in the towering shadow of siblings who bore crowns of gold and iron. Garroth, the noble warrior. Zosia, the perfect heir. Zane, the cold tactician. Vylad, the vanishing ghost. Among them, Megan was but a whisper in the halls-a child too quiet, too soft, too small.
But when betrayal splinters her family and darkness rises from within the heart of the kingdom, Megan finds herself standing at a crossroads of loyalty and identity. As old alliances crumble and war drums echo beyond the gates, she must confront the truth about those she once trusted... and the power sleeping within herself.
In a world where bloodlines bind tighter than chains and honor is often a mask for ambition, Megan will have to carve her own legend-or be buried beneath theirs.
Duty. Family. Fire.
The youngest Ro'Meave has been left behind for too long. It's time the world remembered her name.
This is an Aphmau Fanfic, I hope you all enjoy this!!!