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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

Serafelle stared at herself in the looking glass, her reflection a pale ghost of what she once was.

Her skin, once kissed by the warmth of the sun, now bore the pallor of moonlight, drained of life and warmth.

Dark circles clung beneath her hollow eyes, remnants of countless sleepless nights, where memories of her mother haunted her like shadows in the corners of her mind, gnawing at her soul, consuming her bit by bit.

"You're pale..." a voice whispered, soft as the rustling of silk, yet edged with something eerie.

The ghostly figure drifted behind her, fingers as cold as frost brushing through Serafelle's tangled locks. "You almost look like me, a hollow shell."

The servants moved around her, silent and precise, their hands accustomed to the morning ritual of dressing their lady.

Their faces were void of expression, their motions rehearsed, as they adorned her in layers of silver and velvet.

SERAFELLE: CHAPTER 73