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The city of Pierremont was built from marble and promises.
But every promise has a cost.
Rising from pale stone cliffs and silver rivers, the City of Pierremont stands as a symbol of beauty, tradition, and power. For generations, it has been ruled by the House of Von Pierre-guardians of an ancient legacy sworn to protect the city at all costs.
Princess Melanie Von Pierre was raised to lead, but not to question. Yet as secrets awaken beneath the city's shining streets, she discovers that Pierremont's greatest threat is not from beyond its walls-but from the truths buried within them.
Caught between duty and heart, destiny and choice, Melanie must decide what kind of ruler she will become... and whether the city she loves is worth changing forever.
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