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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

Ara strolled through the royal garden, his steps light yet deliberate, the grass beneath his feet bending to his will as though even nature feared him.

Beside him walked Regar, his trusted steward, who was carrying the weight of the prince's every word like a burden he could not set down.

The garden, bathed in the setting sun, glowed with colors of surreal beauty, the sky a rich tapestry of purples and oranges, the sun seemingly drowning into the horizon's embrace.

Ara paused, his gaze fixed on the vivid expanse of the heavens above, and his lips curled into a serene smile. "Regar," he began, his voice soft but commanding, "did you get me the dogs I asked for?"

Regar straightened, his hands folded behind him, the slight tremor in his movements betraying the unease he felt around the prince.

ARA: CHAPTER 42