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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 · Fantasi
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56 Chs

49.| Far Away

Yuè slept restlessly, dreams of Lord Payton's bloodied corpse turning into Marcellus' lifeless body left him tossing and turning. His heart was thundering when he finally awoke, blurry eyes staring up at the ceiling. The smell of food touched his nose as he sat up attempting to shake away the chill that his dreams left behind. 

His head turned towards the large window that his bed lay beside, catching sight of Elarion there. The man was the source behind the delicious smelling food it seemed.

Shuffling over to it, he tugged the window open, leaning against the frame. "Good Morning, Elarion."

Elarion was just placing strawberries on top of a fluffy-looking cake with whipped screams and blueberries already on top, when he glanced up at Yuè. "Good morning, Yuè. Come on down."