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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

Valdis remained silent, her back rigid as she refused to lean against Rakaar.

His presence was infuriatingly warm, a stark contrast to her battered body and frayed nerves.

She was helpless, exhausted, and completely drained of her magic, her every breath a reminder of her limits.

Rest was a cruel necessity she could no longer deny, but pride kept her upright, refusing to give in to her captor's embrace.

Her mind churned with questions, the most prominent being: How did he know Silver Tongue?

That language was the privilege of scholars and aristocrats, those who lived in the capital, not the leader of a desert tribe.

She eyed him cautiously, but his face betrayed no answers. He rode with an air of dominance, as if the desert itself bent to his will.

The rhythmic gait of the horse lulled her into an uneasy stupor.

Exhaustion finally overcame her, dragging her into an abyss of restless half-sleep.

VALDIS: CHAPTER 53