Night had fallen.
A green‑haired girl in a black gauze evening dress walked slowly through the royal city, a sword hanging at her waist. Her proud figure and long, shapely legs were enough to make her stand out even in all of Blossom; hardly any woman could compare.
Elin Slate.
Once the eldest daughter of Duke Herr. Because of the failed rebellion led by the duke’s younger brother, she was dragged down along with him—stripped of her noble status and exiled with her family to the lawless land of banishment, her status plummeting overnight.
If it had stopped there,...
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