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Trisorzor- The Splintered Crown

Zork Aertharion was born to be king. At least, that’s what everyone said. But while his sister Sorella grew into her fire and his brother Trison shone with golden power, Zork was left with nothing. No magic. No gift. No spark. He trained harder than anyone, desperate to make his father proud, desperate to prove he belonged. For years, he laughed with the servants, sparred in the yard, and dreamed of leading the kingdom as the heir he was meant to be. But when the time came to stand in war, all his effort wasn’t enough. At twenty-three, Zork returned not as a hero, but as a disappointment. His sister was celebrated, his brother admired — and he, the firstborn heir, was brought low before the eyes of the court. His father, the king, gave no mercy. The storm-born prince, once cheered as the future of the Aertharion line, was stripped of his name and cast out. His story began not with triumph… but with a shameful exile.