The Mortality Curse

The Mortality Curse

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There are those born with magic flowing through their veins. There are those born without. Then there are those who are cursed. Curses are powerful. They are awful, agonizing, and terrible, but they are more powerful than even the most potent magic. They can destroy armies or fortify empires. They will kill you in the worst way possible. Colette Florentine is cursed. "On the eighth hour of her seventeenth year, the girl of chaos will fall by the hands of a golden warrior." She was the daughter of a king and a maid. The heir to the throne of one of the strongest kingdoms in the world. The prodigy in the making. She was ten. After the curse, Colette's people turn on her. She is seen as a pox on the kingdom. Her throne is taken back, and her future is erased. She is sent to a starving village to be trained by a crippled drunk. Six years later, Colette is able to lie, steal, and kill along with the most ruthless spies. A conspiracy is unraveling, and no one can be trusted. Colette will die. The only question is who she's going to take with her.
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"Look at me." Aemond ordered as Elyana complied, her breathing growing more wild as she eyed the sword that was an inch away from her face. "Why do you cry, child?" Aemond questioned, a smug grin creeping unto his face. The servant looked up at him, tears falling from her eyes as his sword came just a tad bit closer to her face. It was just millimeters away from actually touching her. "Speak!" The Prince demanded as Elyana took a breath, her eyes filling with rage at her master. "Who would not cry when a sword is pointed at them?" She spat at him with clear disdain in her tone, making him raise a brow. The girl was brave. - In which Aemond Targaryen finds himself loathing yet obsessed with his new handmaiden. But the line between hate and love is a thin one, almost too thin. - *AEMOND TARGARYEN X FEMALE OC* (This a an Aemond Targaryen story, all credit goes to House of The Dragon except for Elyana Rotchamsey and all of her storylines).

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