Perierat, et inventus est.
Things lost and things found, and the mystery behind it all.
"When one finds oneself, one also finds that one was never lost to begin with."
Cerise finds that she could never understand this, and probably never would. That's fine for the high-ranking mercenary (freelancer) that occasionally----well, now and then----collaborates with the Central Headquarters of the Agency.
(Their goals coincide, crossing paths, she supposes.)
And this time, it's good that she has comrades that have her back because she's far in over her head, with conspiracy spanning the entire kingdom of Araenia---ensnaring the royal family within its sinister web.
(converges with Crystalline, another of my stories)
Noor, a dancer in the Royal Court of the Al-Yauzhan Empire wants nothing more than to pay off her debts and lead a nice, simple life-but a chance encounter with the crown prince and his brother brings her into the dangerous world of court politics. As Noor and the princes investigate their uncle and cousin's possible treason, she grows closer to the crown prince, but in order to save the kingdom and the person she loves, Noor will have to risk everything...
A romantic adventure set in an imagined Arabic kingdom, THE DANCING GIRL is a story of court intrigues, romantic entanglements, and secret meetings as Noor and her best friend Amir try to help the princes they're falling for expose corrupt court officials with plans to seize the throne. Noor and Amir are close to having everything they've ever dreamed of...now all they need to do is survive.