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Perfect. That’s what people call Princess Elysia. Blessed with rare red fire magic and trained by the best, she’s the shining jewel of the kingdom of Arvandor. But perfection has a price. When the ruthless Demon Queen Malvoria sets her sights on Elysia, all hell breaks loose—literally.

As Malvoria’s army lays waste to Arvandor, Elysia’s life is shattered. Her beloved father, the king, is slain, and her once-peaceful home becomes a battlefield. Forced to flee with her girlfriend, Zera—the fierce daughter of her magic teacher—and her mentor, Lady Seraphina, Elysia’s journey of survival begins.

But Malvoria wants more than just a kingdom. She wants Elysia, and nothing will stand in her way. As Elysia’s hidden powers awaken, an unexpected and dangerous attraction sparks between her and the demon queen.

I won’t fall for the queen who burned my world

Malvoria stepped out of the forge, the velvet-wrapped blade warm in her arms, as if it still held the echo of her magic, of her resolve. Her chest buzzed with pride—quiet but fierce.

The naming blade was perfect. Elegant. Balanced. A symbol not just of lineage, but of protection. Of everything she wanted their child to grow into.

She hadn't been this excited since… actually, no, she'd never been this excited. Not even when she'd seized her crown from her uncles' bickering hands, not when she'd won her first war campaign, and certainly not when the Council had first called her "Queen."

She was about to walk the familiar path toward the teleportation circle, already half-lost in thoughts of Elysia's reaction, when she heard the telltale click of high-heeled boots and a dramatic sigh behind her.

"Gods above and below," said Veylira, "you're glowing."

You’re glowing