Morwen Blackthorn was four years old when she when she watched her mother be killed right in front of her. She ran for her life and ended up in the enemy’s kings hands. With a wiped memory Morwen is trained to be a killing machine. Her only friend is a Courtesan who works in the castle. The king sends her out to kill the princes of Esparia. Morwen tries to assassinate one of the princes in his sleep. Thrown into the dungeons they torture her. The princes recognize her as their sisters who they thought died along with their mother. She denies it as long as she can until she hears a lullaby that she remembered from her past. They take her around the town and the outskirts of the city. every thing looks familiar to her. Morwen ends up meeting with general Killian. As Morwen learns more about her past the more she hates the king for taking her away. War breaks out in both countries. Morwen will never forgive the king and won’t stop until he is dead for his crime against her family.
Stormy bought as a slave by prince rohan was in for a world of trouble. He planned on using her powers for his own gain, this is if she could actually control them. On the other hand the king of the underworld was hell bent on saving her, and making her his queen. Stormy wants to just go back home and rescue her family from the clutches of the king and to get rid of the gift the ancient spirit gave her. The soul of the moon goddess. A power so great that even king Rohan feared it. ... "I know a way out, but you must promise my escape." "Fine, but how can we trust you." I asked. "Because we know each other stormy, and there is something I desperately want from you." "And what is that?" I was curious now. I knew the voice was familiar but without a face to put it to I really couldn't remember. "I want you to return where you came from. The sea. Oh yes, I know who you really are and I also know of the prophesy about you...you don't belong here." His voice was mocking me, I could feel it. He was all high and mighty and I hated it. "Shut up. You know nothing of me." I warned him. "Oh but I do, I know your father wasn't really murdered. In fact he's still in those precious mines. I also know that your real parents were killed by his majesty in order to get rid of you, but that clearly didn't happen." He studied me with those judgy eyes, and I felt like a slave... I clamped my fists and gritted my teeth. How could he know of such things? My "father" told me they had abandoned me as a baby in order to protect me and had been murdered by the kings men, but in truth that was all he ever told me.... "Shut up." I ordered through my gritted teeth.
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