Heir to The Witch Throne
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In a kingdom ruled by the Witch Queen, Enyd has spent her entire life preparing to inherit the Witch Throne.
By day, she's every inch the perfect princess-well studied, impeccably mannered, and always poised (even if she occasionally puts her foot in her mouth). By night, she slips from the palace with stolen food tucked beneath her cloak, feeding the hungry throughout Palace City before the sun rises.
The enchanted walls surrounding her kingdom have kept its people safe for a century-or so she's always been told.
When a neighboring kingdom arrives to challenge her mother's claim to the throne, bringing with them old grudges and older truths, Enyd is forced beyond the only world she's ever known. As the stories she was raised on begin to unravel, she must decide whether loyalty belongs to the kingdom that raised her... or the truth that could destroy it.
Because some kingdoms are built on magic.
Others are built on lies.
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