Prologue

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In the kingdom of Mavra, where south and north are complete opposites and the land between them has anything and everything to do with either, an uncaring king rules.

In the kingdom of Mavra, where flowers grow in shapes and colors unique to each region, a queen nurtures the twisted heart of a blooming prince.

In the kingdom of Mavra, where the hunger and sickness of the people is ignored by those that fill their goblets with gold, secrets burn like poison down the dammned man's throat.

In the kingdom of Mavra, people whisper, plan and plot, everyone wants power, and once they have it, they want more.

In the kingdom of Mavra, ghost's haunt the gilded halls of the royal castle.

In the kingdom of Mavra, chaos is slowly boiling and ready to spill at any time.

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