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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

"Let me see my father you damned barbarian!" Serafelle spat risking her life on a moment of spat.

Ara could only marvel, what a fire she was looking him in the eyes even in the darkness he felt the heat of her hateful gaze full of loathing.

He could tell she was about to do something risky and commit treason so he waved the guards "Let her stay."

She wiped at her sleeves as though she had been touched by filth. She walked up to Ara standing toe to toe with as she whispered "If it be so that my father is being tortured for no just cause?"

She looked down at him in his seat her eyes burning into his as much as they could see in the dim light.

"Even the dragon will not save you from my wrath." She spat in a whisper of spiteful anger.

Ara actually felt shivers of thrill run down his spine.

SERAFELLE: CHAPTER 49