SeraphineCrowe

Elara Lysander is an ordinary woman navigating the monotony of adulthood. Her way to unwind from all the stress of bills and work? Reading. And her favorite novel as of late has been The Day of Eternal Light, which has been all the rage lately. When the novel ends in a way she doesn't expect--with her favorite character and the novel's villain, Caspian Isyndor's death at the hands of the king and the female lead--Elara is saddened, to put it lightly. She finds herself haunted by a dream of Caspian, and when she goes to reread the book, she doesn't expect the words to glow. She definitely doesn't expect to open her eyes and find Caspian standing over her.

She learns he has summoned her after he became aware he was living in a loop and heard her sympathetic voice among the masses of voices. He believes that with Elara's knowledge of the ending he cannot remember, he can gain what he has always wanted--his brother's head on a pike and the kingdom of Isyndor in his hands where he believes it belongs. Only after she has helped him achieve this will he send her home.

As Elara is thrust into this world of magic and intrigue, she discovers Caspian is not the heartless man he presents himself to be. As they tread the uncertain path filled with dark creatures, political intrigue, and the ever-present threat of his brother's wrath, Elara must face the music: will she be able to turn the tide and give him the happy ending he deserves, or is fate a collar that cannot be removed?

Dragged Into Another World By The Obsessive Villain

<p>Aurelia sat, reclined and relaxed, in the chair opposite Elara. Sunlight—filtering in from the balcony—glinted off her dark hair and caramel skin, turning it gold. She sat cross-legged, holding Elara's stare in her odd amber gaze. Not for the first time, Elara found herself thinking how...noble she looked. As if she deserved to be on a throne rather than a high-backed chair across from Elara. In many ways, she had more of a presence than King Alaric. Her very presence rippled with coiled energy, even as unnaturally still as she was at the moment.</p>

<p>"I must admit, I didn't expect your findings to be so useful," she finally said, breaking the long silence. The Black Ledger is a piece we've been trying to confirm for years. Funny how you waltz in and spill its existence like it's just common gossip."</p>

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