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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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44 Chs

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Hazel stood facing Carl, a sword on her hands and a frown on her face. It was as if Captain Ford knew her because she wasn't good with swords, while from what she saw, Carl had no problem wilding the heavy weapon. Hazel had always preferred daggers and knives because she didn't need to exert too much energy to use them, but it was different with swords. They were heavy and hard to use.

She sighed again for the umpteenth time as she watched Carl swing his sword from hand to hand easily. He was smiling, the same way he smiled while fighting the giant man and it was no surprise that he was excited for this.

She hadn't had the chance to interact with him, but even then, she already knew he was a great fighter. And Ford had to choose him, off all the other men in the barracks.

She shot him a glare, but the tall man only stared back at her with a taunting smirk. Hazel rolled her eyes and rolled her shoulders back, trying to gather some energy after such a long night.