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The Silverston Empire teeters on the edge of ruin. A foolish emperor and his reckless sons cling to power, while the nobility, consumed by greed and ambition, bleed the empire dry. The people live in crushing poverty, women are silenced by systemic oppression, and magic—once a source of wonder—has been branded as sin. The ancient dragons, symbols of balance and strength, are no more, leaving the land vulnerable and fractured.

All hope rests on the Alcons, a forgotten bastion of power. Its guardians? Six princesses, dismissed as spoiled and unfit for anything beyond luxury. But beneath the silks and jewels lie secrets and strengths even they do not fully understand. In a world spiraling into darkness, can these unlikely heroines rise to reclaim their empire and restore the balance?

Daughters, Swords &Dragons

He scoffed, his lips curling into a cruel half-smile as he slouched lazily on the throne.

The motion was deliberate, designed to provoke, as if to remind everyone present who held all the power in this room.

His handsome, youthful face betrayed none of the malice that lingered in his dark eyes. Serafelle's heart raced, her fear escalating as the man before her spoke in a voice smooth and controlled, yet so sharp it could cut steel.

"You stare at me, then insult me," he drawled, amusement flickering across his features. His tone was calm, almost kind. "Lovely."

Ice poured into her veins, rooting her to the spot. Something about him was deeply unsettling...wrong.

His words were benign on the surface, but the way he spoke them, the way his eyes bore into her, made her insides scream for her to run.

No. He couldn't be human. His presence felt too unnatural, too overwhelming. Even dragons, she thought, would shrink away from a being like this.

ARA: CHAPTER 32