The Unsealed

The Unsealed

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She has spent her whole life being described as something smaller than she is. Fianna is fae royalty. Beautiful, watched, managed at every hour. The official record says her power is minor. Moderate. Traces only. They lied. When her sister's betrayal cracks something open that has been sleeping inside her for three centuries, the courts feel it. The palace feels it. And a man called Ronan feels it from six hundred miles away, standing at a fortress window above a grey sea. He has been looking for the possibility of her for ten years. She doesn't know that yet. What she knows is that two strangers have arrived in her palace. One cannot be trusted. The other rode through the night without being asked, without being sent, because what woke inside her is the most significant thing he has ever felt. And he has felt it her entire life without knowing her name. The old magic has been moving toward her bloodline for three centuries. It just arrived. She was hidden from herself her whole life. Now everything they sealed is breaking open.
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