PRINCESS OF SOULS
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VASILIÁDES - the land of royalty and philosophy, who built a floating mountain to try to reach the gods.
ARMONIA - the land of harmony and now the land of the forgotten.
NEKRÓS - the land of bones, with a city built from the dead, so they could forever remain a part of the land and help it grow.
FLÓGA - the land of fire and light, where the next rulers were chosen by the one person not burned in the phoenix's breath.
THAVMA - the land of witches and magic, where Selestra's ancestors must have once been born.
POLEMISTÉS - the land of warriors. Where strength still rules above all else. The land that birthed King Seryth. It is the land that stayed standing while the others crumbled, that kept its traditions and magic while the rest were stripped of theirs.
The land that holds the key to this adventure...
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Just to make sure, this is not my story. The original author is Alexandra Christo
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#1 Selestra
I can tell someone when they're going to die.
All I need is a lock of hair and their soul.
That's the job of a Somniatis witch, tied to the king with magic steeped in death. It's all I was ever raised to be: a servant to the kingdom, an heir to my family's power.
A witch bound to the Six Isles.
And because of it, I've never glimpsed the world beyond the Floating Mountain this castle stands on.
I'm King Seryth's ward and one day I'll be his most trusted adviser. The right hand to royalty, free to go wherever I want and do whatever I want, without having to ask for permission first.
Just as soon as my mother meets her last and final breathe..
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#2 Selestra
I stride through the stone halls, ivory snaking to my shoulders where the shimmer of my dress begins. They're meant to be safeguard for my visions, but sometimes they feel more like a leash to stop me from going wild.
To keep my magic at bay until the time is right.
I always tell myself this, I'm just not supposed to touch anyone.
Outside the Grand Hall, a line of people gathers in a stretch of soon-to-be corpses. Most are dressed in rags and first that cakes them like a second skin, but a few are smothered in jewels. A mix of the poor, the wealthy, and those who fall in between.
All of them are desperate to cheat death.
The festival of predictions happens once a year, during the month of the Red Moon, where anyone from across the Six Isles can wait for a prediction from the king's witch.
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are the chapters too short?
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