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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

Cassian stood when the servant gestured, brushing a hand down the front of his tunic to smooth the fabric, even though it had already been perfectly arranged. There was no real choice here—not for someone like him.

He was deep in their territory now, a guest in name, but a captive in truth. Whatever freedom he had was only what they allowed him to keep.

His steps fell into rhythm behind the servant's quiet stride. The man's back remained straight, his posture elegant but unassuming, like someone trained to never cast a shadow larger than the one who owned him.

Cassian followed, uncertain and quiet, the silk of his trousers brushing against his ankles with each step. The hall they walked down was unfamiliar, its ceilings high and vaulted, casting long shadows on the marble floors.

Chapter 144: Hall of Grace