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The Burning Empress : Book One in The Forgotten Tales Series

After a night of blood‑soaked betrayal, Eventyr's throne has lain empty for twenty years.

Alaya's life shatters when a mirror drags her into a ruthless empire split among seven fairytale dynasties. In a court where every smile hides a dagger and alliances shatter like glass, she must master a language of power spoken only in whispered conspiracies. The stories she once heard as bedtime tales are now the rules that keep a fractured realm from collapsing.

In a world where fairytale royalty collides with ruthless politics, Alaya's only certainty is that the crown will demand more than blood. It will demand a heart forged in fire.  

One heir. One throne. One chance to ignite Eventyr-or watch it burn.

(Formerly known as "Écarlate : Les Contes Obscurs")
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