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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

The city lord sat alone in his dimly lit study. Only the sound of a heavy door closing remained after Cassian stepped out. The man lay still for some time, but then his fingers moved to the edges of his mask, resting there for a moment as if deeply invested in his thoughts.

With slow, deliberate movements, he removed the mask from his face.

The polished surface of the mask revealed a sharp jawline, elegant features carved with an air of nobility that seemed almost too refined for a mere city lord. High cheekbones, piercing eyes that held a glint, and lips that curled into something between a smirk and amusement.

There was a cold, haunting beauty to him—one that would have been unmistakable to a certain someone.

If Cassian had been here, he would have recognized the face before him.

Chapter 112: killing intent