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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

Alistair waved back at Orion and walked toward the group.

"Good work." He said with a steady voice. "Let's keep going."

At Alistair's arrival, all the trainees tensed up. The shame and guilt from their earlier failure still weighed heavily on their shoulders. None of them could meet his gaze.

Relief spread across their faces when he gave a simple nod and offered to help.

They nodded back with visible delight and returned to their tasks with renewed energy. Alistair joined them. He rolled up his sleeves and helped a group of villagers lift heavy beams to reinforce a damaged stable.

He worked closely with Kallus, who had been struggling to carry a cartload of supplies. Together they distributed the materials quickly among the villagers.

Orion climbed back onto the roof he had been repairing and continued hammering shingles into place. Ivis took charge of a group of villagers and led them in clearing rubble from the pathways.

Chapter 91: A Feast