🐉 THE DRAGON'S SEAL

🐉 THE DRAGON'S SEAL

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Two kingdoms. Two heirs. One ancient secret. For two hundred years, the kingdoms of Vaseva and T. have been enemies. Their people have been taught to hate each other, and their royal families have carried the hatred from generation to generation. Violet Vaseva, the seventeen-year-old princess of Vaseva, has always followed one rule: Never trust the enemy. Especially not Drystan T., the heir to the kingdom she was raised to despise. But on the night of Violet's seventeenth birthday, everything changes. A mysterious black dragon appears in the forbidden forest. A strange symbol awakens on Violet's hand. And the person waiting for her in the darkness is the last person she ever expected to see. Drystan. When an ancient power begins to awaken and dragons that have been sleeping for centuries return to the skies, Violet and Drystan are forced to run together. They don't trust each other. They don't like each other. And they certainly don't want to need each other. But their hands carry the same mysterious seal. And if the legends are true, their kingdoms' greatest enemy may not be each other after all. Because something far older than the war is waking beneath Elyndor. Something that remembers them. Something that wants them together. And this time... the dragons have chosen their side.
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