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Prince Arthur Aethersworn of Tashran was born without magic, an heir in name, a pawn in truth. In a palace gilded with spellcraft and silence, he is raised beneath a crown he can never wear, watched closely by a father who sees failure where others see a son.

When a shadowed figure appears, either tether to madness or thread to something greater, Arthur is offered a choice: stay and rot beneath the weight of tradition, or seek the Dragon’s Eyes, a long-lost power said to bend the world to its bearer’s will.

To take them is treason. To fail is death. But to succeed... Is to take back everything.

As he risks blood, loyalty, and the last pieces of who he once was, Arthur begins to reshape his fate, not just to escape, but to seize the kingdom that cast him aside.

Embark on Arthur's journey, an adventure where casting aside one’s humanity becomes a path, not a barrier to untold power.



Author’s Note:
This is a seinen-style narrative, and nothing in it is soft. Every detail is deliberate. Every moment is built to wound, test, or peel something raw from the characters. Suffering isn’t a theme here, it’s the engine. If you're looking for clean arcs and kind outcomes, this may not be your story. But if you want to see what people become when the world keeps breaking them, read on.

Why I (don't) regret looking for the dragon's eyes

"But we've had it already. Me. You. The Grand Duke." Bovras snarled back.

Rhys nodded. "And the decision then was to wait."

"And the decision now..." Bovras said. "Is still to wait. Yel's not wrong about their strength, but strength is never the only factor. Half the Hydra sees them as myth. The other half sees them as rebellion made flesh. If we recruit them, we take away a symbol. You think the streets of Portspond will stay quiet if that happens?"

"No." Bovras said, voice low, almost tired. "But they're not burning. Not yet."

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