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Raised within the cold walls of Halloran, Azaria knew only discipline, loyalty, silence, and death. She was moulded into a weapon for Queen Levana, taught to obey without question and survive without mercy. Then she was sent to Otsana.

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A kingdom of white stone, blue domes, salt air, and secrets buried beneath the sea. What began as a mission became something far more dangerous. A noble family who should have been her enemies offered her shelter. A hidden bloodline called to her. Magic stirred where no magic should have lived.

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And the closer she came to the truth, the harder it became to know where her loyalty belonged. Because some secrets do not save kingdoms they destroy them.