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He kneeled on the snow. The burning cold was reddening both his toes and fingers, but it didn't compare to the anger he was feeling at the moment. Such anger could be noticed in his expression, which even seemed animalistic, as well as in the tears streaming down his face.

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When he opened his eyes, all he could see was an old, wooden ceiling. After staring at it for a while, he turned his head.

"Oh! I'm glad you're awake!"

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"I swear! I'm coming back alive!"

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On August 17th 1788, Austria, a new boy is born, this boy would bring a huge change with him.
The novel "The Bringer of Light" will revolve around quarrels of powerful noble families, political matters, strategic discussions, the real human condition where good and bad people don't truly exist, and much more.

That boy is a prodigy child, having deep insight ever since his birth. One day, something terrible happens to him, which makes him have the goal of bringing light to this world.

The main point of this book is following him on his journey to fulfill that task. He goes through a lot of internal struggles such as: Is it really possible to achieve such a thing? Is what I'm trying to do even the right choice?

The Bringer of Light

Lukas, along with Nathalie and the rest of the members of the Santen house, walked to a part of the room where a few sofas were present.

There, all of them took their respective seats, and awaited for the conversation to start.

Christian cleared his throat. "Very well, I shall start by expressing, once again, my pleasure to meet you, Lord Lukas," he said.

Lukas nodded his head. "I thank you for this, Lord Christian. I should reinforce that it is also my pleasure to meet you," he said.

Christian smiled. "Well, in that case, we should start our little chat. It is truly nothing special. I would only like to compliment you for everything you have accomplished so far in your life, and say that we are very pleased to finally have you making part of the Santen house in an official way," he said.

Lukas furred his brows slightly. "Excuse me... "accomplishments"?" he asked.

Wedding Night