Lessyr

When Kyran turned 18, his life turned upside down.

The Royal Army raided his clan because his supposedly non-existent magic got exposed. On that fateful night, he was the only one who escaped.

Up to the present, the status of his clan was unknown.

A magic inheritance that became a curse, Kyran became a fugitive. Always on the run... living in fear when the Royal Army finally captures him.

At least that's what most people thought...

"I'll definitely save my family. And I will make all those who made my clan suffer pay tenfold. I'll make use of this magic they so feared, and show them what real terror is...."


Disclaimer: The cover image isn't mine. I'll replace it when I finished mine.

Legacy of the Dark Sage

The sun had already risen by the time Anette decided to go see Kyran.  Two hours had passed since her arrival and while breakfast had been ready almost an hour ago, they delayed calling for him so they could complete their morning choirs first.

Another reason for the delay was due to Cyneah's complaint, saying she could not face him yet after realizing she had been in her nightdress when she brazenly flaunt her so-called no longer skinny figure.

She felt so embarrassed and needed time to calm down.

Anette could only chuckle and assure her there was nothing to be embarrassed about since she had grown into a beautiful lady, inside and outside.

Unfortunately, instead of assuring Cyneah, Anette ended up making her feel more embarrassed.

In the end, Cyneah went back to her room to get 'properly' dressed as she phrased it.

Anette’s Desire (1)