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The Lost Shard of Fate

Shortly after loosing her uncle and her home in a tragic fire incident, Hazel Troyanda finds herself facing severe charges in the Kragon kingdom. She had only been seeking refuge in a town near the border when she was arrested and sentenced to life imprisonment for attempted murder on the second prince of Kragon. With no means to defend herself and no evidence or witnesses to prove her innocence, Hazel has no choice but to serve her sentence. But five years down the line, the warden of the no-name prison strikes a deal with her. He offers to set her free, convinced that she's some heir to a very wealthy family in the kingdom of Algarve, in return, she has to reward him handsomely after she has claimed her rightful position. Hazel agrees despite the doubt about the warden's theory. Her goal is to find the person behind her family's demise and her false accusatory. On her search for the perpetrator, she comes across a claim on her as a supposed heir to the Algarve throne and a certain prince that turns her world upside down. He's the brother to the man Hazel has sworn to destroy and he would do anything for his family. Hazel has nothing to loose and is ready to chase after her revenge with everything she has, even if it means going against the royal family of Kragon. Will their oaths and beliefs turn against them as they transcend the path of undeniable attraction and romance, or will they betray their feelings and find their demise in revenge? ***Excerpt***

Arnaliva_Vale · Fantasy
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42 Chs

Finley is up to something.

After dismissing the guards, Leo started towards where Hazel disappeared to and found himself standing outside the small cottage he and his brother built when they were young. A nostalgic feeling swept over him as he stared at the now abandoned building and a sigh left his lips. It had been long since he last visited this place that held so much memories and it almost felt like he travelled back to the past.

Shaking off the slightly uncomfortable feeling, he made his way inside and immediately heard silent sobs. His brows furrowed and he momentarily stopped, wondering if he should give Hazel some space or just move forward. He eventually decided to interrupt so he made his footsteps as loud as possible.

Dust floated in the air and the wooden floor creaked under the pressure of his steps.

After a while, the sobs stopped completely and when he finally reached where Hazel was, one couldn't tell she was crying if not for her puffy eyes.