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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

Now, worezayax walked through the cold palace halls deeply in thought. These halls once full of drunks and vulgar women now held dignity.

Was silverston finally going to become an empire with iron walls?

And all because of one young man with...

...Terrifying eyes. Worezayax had seen the first emperor. His eyes had been of something dissociative, distant, as if he were seeing the world but not really understanding it.

But Ara's eyes, they were much worse. They were eyes that carried the weight of a hunger, a ravenous ambition that consumed everything in its path, devouring innocence, loyalty, and life itself.

Those eyes bore into Worezayax's very soul, and they shook him in a way he couldn't explain.

It was the ambition of a hungry cub, the type that reeked of desperation. It almost made Worezayax pity Ara, but he knew better than to feel that sympathy.

WOREZAYAX: CHAPTER 41