Bound by Moonlight

Bound by Moonlight

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One's looking for freedom. One's looking for glory. The only possible outcome in a world fueled by hatred towards the Moon Witches is complete destruction. ___ Nylleiya lived in shadows her whole life, hiding wherever she could, almost like a rodent, praying to never be seen by a mortal eye. Mortals were fragile creatures and yet they had the power to make a wasteland out of their homes. And they did for the longest time. They cut down their sacred trees, which fueled their powers. They burned their homes. They killed their children. When Nylleiya gets caught by a King's knight who makes it his life's mission to securely escort her to Kingsgaard and have her face the sovereign's wrath, she thinks that is the end of her journey. Mortals and Moon Witches have been at war with each other for centuries and yet, neither of them realized the only way to restore the lost world was by simply stopping the endless conflict which has brought nothing but sorrow and loss for everybody in the realm.
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The apple doesn't fall far from the tree. That was what they whispered about me. My mother was a dancer who seduced an Emperor to survive. I was the ignored princess who seduced a Prince to steal a throne. I thought I was the heroine of a romance novel. I thought if I smiled enough, schemed enough, and loved him enough, I would get my happily ever after. I was wrong. My sister was the beloved Cinderella. The Crown Prince was her Prince Charming. And I? I was just the wicked stepsister who got in the way. My reward for stealing the male lead was a hellish marriage, a cold bed, and a lonely death. Now, I have returned to the beginning. I'm done chasing fairytales. I'm done trying to be someone I'm not. This time, I won't go to the ball. I won't wear the glass slipper. I will just fade into the background and disappear. Or so I thought. "Careful, Your Highness." On the balcony where I tried to hide from the world, a hand caught me. It wasn't a Prince. It was a Knight I had never noticed before. I wanted to retire from this fairytale, but it seems the story isn't done with me yet

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