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green and fertile as one could ever hope for. Whether it was the huge white snow-covered Altheyan mountains to the south, or the glittering rivers and streams that ran through the lands, or the orchar

son, but despite the heat, the buildings made of marble and stone kept the

als, with rich wines and meat in plentiful. The kingdom was prosperous, and the rate of those who could not afford shelter was few. Ye

It was to these people that Ehlesaar did not feel like heaven but just another kingdom, another land, but even they knew they were safer, and far bet

arren lands, and beasts of all kinds of nature were said to roam it – lands that no one con

of the kingdom, his court of mages in all elements, and his supreme council of advisors from all the major houses of the kin

t over it. Unseeing, unprepared, and unbeknownst were the people who

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ke cave, a man encased in shadows sat on a blackened throne. The darkness and evil that rolled off him would make even t

and biding his time to return to power and destroy the kingdom of Ehlesaar that w

pped with an evil so deep that it wo

g voice hissed. "Ther

ithin. This time it is Ehlesaar who will fall, and I shall rise, taking my rightful place. T

lord, we

his cloak a cruel cold smile crossed his lips. Ehlesaa

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Altheyan mountains as a backdrop. In the centre of Odairo sat the white marble p

tterns. Huge granite ceilings held hundreds of chandeliers made of crystals in different shades and colours that cast stunning colours around the large halls only adding to t

ite the size of the palace, it felt tight, small, and suffocating to the young woman. And how could it not? For she had to always remain poised, elegant, and graceful. N

ad beneath her. The beautiful Altheyan mountains in the distance glittered under the burning s

sters with her smooth ivory skin, angular jaw, and pointed chin. Above all else, it was her eyes that caught the attention of all, a mystic rari

ground, the fabric clinging to the curve of her breasts. Just like their kingdom, her beauty was rumoured through the ne

walls. The two floor-to-ceiling bookshelves made of pure gold sat on the window sidewall. A huge canopy bed of pure gold sat against the wall opposite the balcony; the bedding was ivory silk with golden thread embroidery running over it in regal patterns. In between the two large ar

ith a red sash that signified she was a member of Layana’s personal staff, stepped out from t

immediately,” the woman said, bowing politely. Layana nod

sulted the second queen, Azalea, and Layana had not been able

ck. No one knew who her mother was, not even Layana herself. Although it hurt at times, and she was often whispered about, she never let it show. She only knew that on the day of her birth, she was given t

ognac and champagne made up the border of her bodice. On her feet, she wore a pair of shimmering gold sandals with two-inch hee

y way to my father's office,” L

hose that weren’t the most pleasant to see at times. Anger was one that