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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

The slime from the cracks in the tunnel dripped steadily onto her worn cloak, its rancid smell twisting her stomach into knots.

Eris tried to wipe it off, but it only smeared further, leaving a sticky residue that reeked of decay.

It was a smell she'd never get used to, no matter how many times she ventured into these forsaken depths.

Not that she'd ever come into this place again if she got out, this was the closest description to hell.

When it came to strength and battle strategy she was an expert and she could already tell fighting the blood demons without and sort of magic was a death sentence in the most painful ways.

She froze mid-step, her boots sinking slightly into the damp ground.

The sound of distant dripping echoed in the silence, each drop carrying a faint metallic tang that clung to the air like a warning.

Her instincts screamed at her that their time in the tunnel was almost up.

ERIS: CHAPTER 43