Violet_Melody99

Cassian had lived his life in the most miserable way. He had scrubbed the floors and washed the clothes in the cold winter and done everything just to please his uncle’s family, but in return, they sold him to a merchant only for a pouch of coins.

And the merchant decided to gift him to the king of Aetherlyn, a faraway kingdom from his small village to show his loyalty and curry favor from the king. And he was the lucky one from the group to be choosen by the king. Thus he got the position of palace servant. 

Cassian thought maybe his life in the palace would be different, but he was bound to be disappointed as the people in the palace were far more sinister and ruthless. Scheming ran in their blood.

And can anyone tell him why his path always crossed with the notorious first prince of the kingdom? The seemingly cold prince had an unpredictable temper. And why was he always drawn to him like a moth to a light?

Will Cassian be able to survive in the palace where the true faces are hidden behind masks, or will he become more entangled in their schemes and just become a mere pawn in their game?

Chained Hearts: From Slavery to Sovereignty

Cassian groaned as he woke up in his small quarter, the morning sunlight falling on his closed eyes through the small window. The sunlight was stabbing into his skull like a thousand tiny needles.

"What in the hell..." he muttered while squeezing his eyes, hoping to shut all the pain he was feeling in his head.

Cassian tries to remember the cause of this headache, but the pain only got worse, making him groan.

Ahh! Class held his forehead with both his hands and blinked his eyes to get himself in control.

As he tried to remember the events of the previous night, everything was blurry; he couldn't remember what happened after he came back from princess quarters.

But he had a feeling that he was missing something important. Even when he tried to remember, all he could grasp was fleeting sensations—a warmth on his lips and a dull pain at the base of his neck...

He was not sure if the sensation was true or his mind playing games with him.

Chapter 40: Faded Moments