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

While Kyran and Nahir met at the borders, Cyneah arrived in front of her room. When she left Kyran's room, she made a short trip to her personal chamber in the Infirmary before going to her room.

Cyneah entered the room, closed the door and leaned on it while heaving a long sigh. Frankly, she waited for Kyran's return so they could continue their interrupted conversation at the border.

Alas, she could not muster the courage to bring it up and their conversation went to a different direction. Although Kyran said something that could have led back to their earlier conversation, in the end, Cyneah did not follow through on it and feigned ignorance- all because she felt insecured.

Besides that, she was afraid of misunderstanding Kyran's intention even though he mentioned he was being clear about it.

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