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Why I (don't) regret looking for the dragon's eyes

Prince Arthur Aethersworn of Tashran knows his place: powerless, caged by tradition, and haunted by his lack of magic in a family brimming with it. Under his father’s impassive yet critical eye, he’s forced into training for a throne he can never claim without true power. Just as he’s about to resign to a bleak fate, a mysterious figure with ties to forbidden magic offers Arthur a choice: break free and seek the fabled Dragon's Eyes, or remain bound by royal duty. On this quest, he risks everything: his loyalties, family ties, and deepest beliefs. As he uncovers hidden powers, he faces powerful forces determined to prevent him from changing his destiny. Embark on Arthur's journey, an adventure where casting aside one’s humanity becomes a path, not a barrier to untold power.

Mayline · Fantasie
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Peaceful route

Arthur was relieved by his discovery. He confirmed his supposition by pointing out the old boat to Aleks.

"Yes, it's possible. I can't make out the name of the thing, but Phineas said something like that. I was sure I did not say anything to Beli, but I'm thinking you've got more than just a survival instinct..." The rainfolk said with a wink.

An old man with a thick beard and short algae-like hair floating above his head was aboard the Compass, untangling a fishing net. He was obviously part of the coastal population who made their living from fishing.

Melite bent down to watch the sea touching the stone, the waters constantly stirred by marine activity made it murky, but she could still discern large shadows a few meters below the surface.

Beneath the boat was a disproportionately large beast, waiting wisely to be told to move.

Aleks didn't have time to call out to the old man, the latter was already waving to them in the distance.