The rose that heard the silence

The rose that heard the silence

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In the frost-touched kingdom of **Auréalis**, magic does not live in fire or blood - it lives in *sound*. Every soul carries an echo, a resonance only certain bloodlines can hear. The Ashvale family has guarded this gift for six generations, passing it down through an ancestral relic: a pair of silver **Echo-Crystals**, worn like a crown over the ears, that let the wearer hear the voices of the dead, the buried truths of the living, and the songs the world itself forgets. **Lady Seraphine Ashvale**, only daughter of Count Ashvale, has worn the Echo-Crystals since she was thirteen. She hears everything - except, cruelly, her own heart. Roses bloom strangely around her, drawn to her resonance. A single spirit-butterfly, the last echo of her mother, follows her always. When the crystals reveal a warning that the kingdom's royal bloodline is being unmade from within, Seraphine is drawn into the royal court - and into the paths of four men who will each try, in their own way, to become the sound she cannot silence.
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