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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

Taking a deep breath, she jumped, her heart hammering in her chest.

The night air rushed past her as her hand shot out, grabbing the window sill just in time.

The cold stone bit into her fingers, and her entire body tensed as she dangled precariously.

Her other hand fumbled briefly before finding purchase. With a grunt, she twisted her torso, stabbing her stiletto into the wall's crumbling mortar.

She whispered a silent prayer to the dragon gods for the emperor's neglectful maintenance and for the strength of Alcon steel.

The holes she made weren't deep enough to hold her securely, and every movement felt like a gamble.

The weight of her entire body strained her arms, muscles burning as she adjusted her grip and descended inch by inch.

The stone was coarse against her palms, leaving small scratches on her skin.

The faint scent of damp moss lingered in the air, and she could hear the distant hum of crickets.

Serafelle: Chapter 51