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Banished From My Village And Mated To The Cursed Heir And His Brothers

[MATURE CONTENT] In a land plagued by creatures with a centuries old curse, the villagers of Ironedge are separated from the forest of Azar by beaded shaman strings to protect them from the dangers beyond. Yué was born different—silver hair the color of the moon and two toned eyes, the hue of shimmering gold and the Tamir ocean. Ever since he and his father moved to Ironedge 15 years ago, more beast attacks have been happening along the borders, causing the villagers to fear them. But when the Governor of Ironedge falls for Yué's unnatural beauty and his advances are rejected, he brings Yué to trial unfairly. For craving the touch of men, he is cast out into the forbidden Azar forest as all the others who were guilty before him to be devoured by wolves. But right when they start chomping, The Cursed Heir of Mythos himself saves Yué and brings him into a world of magic, danger, and secrets pertaining Yué’s family past he never knew existed. -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- What to expect in this novel? - Dark Fantasy - Cultivation - Original Lore - There's curses, Chinese gods, and other cultures weaved into the areas around the map. - Fighting - Elves and magic and mythical creatures, including Wendigo's. So much more! Come check it out and be sure to join the discord! Discord: https://discord.gg/RHZcxJu8DM

TheLastRemnants · Fantasy
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56 Chs

41.| All The Kings Horseman, All The Kings Men

King Malachai's POV

King Malachai sat alone on his throne, watching the revelers in the ballroom with a cold and distant gaze. They were dancing and laughing, feasting and drinking, as if they had forgotten the reason for this gathering.

It was supposed to be a solemn occasion, a day to honor and mourn his late queen, who had died giving birth to his youngest son. But Malachai knew they were only here to curry favor with him, to flatter and appease him while some spied, and others schemed against him.

He closed his eyes, trying to escape the noise and the hypocrisy. He wished he could see her face again, the face that had haunted his dreams for years. Her gentle smile, her bright eyes and soft hair.

She had been the only one who loved him truly, who had seen past his dark and twisted nature brought on by his curse. To Malachai, She had been his light, his grace, and his salvation.

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