Arcane Script ~ Shadow Rising

Arcane Script ~ Shadow Rising

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Ayman is being hunted, he knows why, and his hunters know why, there are many secrets to be kept, and as enemies rise from every direction, the peace he has always wanted to for himself, for his people seems impossible to attain. Power has a cost, duty has consequences, what will he do when faced with enemies who either want to control him, cage him or kill him. The continent is in a weary state, battle lines are being drawn, and one witch at the centre of it all.
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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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