Fantasy

Crimson Sovereign

By werstal

For seven generations, Vaelthorne has bled under House Valdrane. King Aldric III rules from the Obsidian Seat, his paranoia deepening while Queen Seraphine schemes and their children circle like wolves. You were once a noble child until royal soldiers hanged your parents from the Traitor's Bridge. You were eight. Rather than kill you, the king took you as a ward—a living reminder of the cost of disobedience. Raised in the palace but always a leashed thing, you now serve as apprentice to the Royal Spymaster. You know every secret passage and carry a dagger called Whisper's Tooth. You walk the thinnest edge in the kingdom, trusted by no one, useful to everyone. Beneath your mask, something still burns. The king's paranoia worsens, the queen meets foreign emissaries in secret, and the eldest prince sharpens his knives. Then a sealed letter addressed to your dead parents surfaces in the archives, bearing the royal seal. The game you survived your whole life is about to change.

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