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The Aucacia Empire had always been a put together kingdom. The commoners relied on their king just like the king relied on his people, there was no rumor the king didn't know about and there was nothing the commoners weren't informed of. It was the perfect give and take relationship a kingdom should always have. 

But perfect things tend to have greedy eyes watching them. 

A perfect environment has no worries about sudden attacks. The same peace of mind that gave the kingdom a blanket of comfort was only the only thing that was imperfect and the only thing that should have never gotten out of the castle walls. But evil has its way of breaking down barriers. 

A perfect environment is a fragile one. The gentle air shrouded in glass, ready to be shattered with the wrong move. One that the greedy hands were ready to take and one that young prince, Dominic, would have the displeasure of witnessing.

Now with the passing of the king of the Aucacia kingdom, cracks start to form in the fragile walls protecting the crown and the people ruled by it. With the days of his enthronement around the corner, the growls of hunger from the greedy eyes grown louder. How long can the kingdom stay put together? Who will tip over the shaky foundations of the kingdom? Who will be the PeaceMaker?

cover art: Day.n

PeaceMaker

"HIS ROYAL HIGHNESS HAS ARRIVED!!!" a messenger announced as guards pushed open the doors of the meeting room.

Dominic hesitated for a moment, his feet seemingly planted into the ground as he looked forward into the room at the two lines of advisors. One on his right of his advisors and the other of his father's. A long sigh seeped out of his lips as his heart thumped heavily.

There was this feeling of excitement rooting deep in him as he peered at the people who stood bowed in front of him, none of their eyes daring to look up at him. His heart skipped a beat as his hand trembled slightly.

Attached to that feeling of excitement was the feeling of hesitation. Fear. Anxiety. All grappling at his feet, pulling him away from the room as his excitement urged him to go forward. He was scared.

Arrival