Heavy is the Crown
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Victory was supposed to bring peace. Instead, it bound her to an honor that feels like a curse.
After surviving the brutal war with the Obsidian Kingdom, Clove Briarthorn is thrust into power as a reluctant warlord. The honor placed upon her shoulders is heavier than steel, forged not of gold but of blood and sacrifice. Her duty is clear: protect her people, rebuild what was lost, and ensure the cost of war was not in vain.
But whispers stir in the shadows-of traitors, dark magic, and a rising threat that could unravel everything she fought for. To stand against it, Clove must ally with the man she can't trust and couldn't remember, a figure whose dangerous presence ignites a fire she cannot extinguish.
As enemies close in and loyalties fracture, Clove is caught between heart and duty, desire and destiny. To bear the honor of a warlord is to bleed for it... and if she falters, the kingdoms will burn.
Heavy is the honor-yet even heavier is the choice between power and love.
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