On Diamant's 14th birthday, the strangest thing happened. A witch had almost killed her while warning her to stay away from the past. Diamant and her grandpa were people who lived on a survival skill of running and hiding from an unknown that relentlessly chased after them and threatened their lives. 

One night, this skill of Run and Hide met its end at the hands of a war brought upon their village by the mighty King of Alusa, the Dragon Lord. Having lost everything in the war, Diamant is driven by rage and grieve to seek revenge against the King. This is no easy task as she will get entangled in lies, conspiracy, betrayal, love, war and magic. In all these, she discovers there are important questions about her life that only the past has answers to.

Will she delve into the past to seek these answers which may cost her everything including her life? Or will she face the present, forgo knowing these answers and live the life she is struggling to build for herself?
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Diamant

"I'm not so good in dancing." Vulcan said. "In the Fire Tribe, we can practice more for wars." 


"Certainly. I put a lot of trust in you, my Lady." He smiled, slipping a hand against her back while she started dancing, chuckling as they sawyed on the dance floor and pass the king. 


Drako frowned lightly, his gaze only following them for a brief moment before Eefa's pointed heels dug into his boots, snapping his attention back to her. 


"How clumsy of me. I apologize for that, your Majesty." 


"It's alright, Queen Eefa." He twirled her around. "I have heard that Canilus' way of dancing is different from Alusa's." 


"So," she drawled, "you don't mind my heels digging into your boots again?" 


At that moment, her heels dug into his boot again. He looked down at her, a disapproving look on his face. 


"I--I--sorry." She gave a small uneasy laughter. "I'll try to my best to avoid that." 


Chapter 180 - Friction on the Dance Floor