Falling Kingdoms: A Falling Kingdoms Novel
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War brought them together. Love will tear them apart.
Princess Cleo of Mytica confronts violence for the first time in her life when a shocking murder sets her kingdom on a path to collapse. Once a privileged royal, Cleo must now summon the strength to survive in this new world and fight for her rightful place as Queen.
The King of Limeros’s son, Magnus, must plan each footstep with shrewd, sharp guile if he is to earn his powerful father’s trust, while his sister, Lucia, discovers a terrifying secret about her heritage that will change everything.
Rebellious Jonas lashes out against the forces of oppression that have kept his country cruelly impoverished—and finds himself the leader of a people’s revolution centuries in the making.
Witches, if found, are put to death, and Watchers, immortal beings who take the shape of hawks to visit the human world, have been almost entirely forgotten. A vicious power struggle quickly escalates to war, and these four young people collide against each other and the rise of elementia, the magic that can topple kingdoms and crown a ruler in the same day.
makes sense.” “I heard your father talking to someone.” Theon absently scrubbed his hand through his short, bronze-colored hair. “About your upcoming engagement to Lord Aron.” She had a difficult time finding enough air to breathe. “And how did he sound?” “Pleased.” “That makes one of us,” she grumbled darkly under her breath, her eyes on a horse-drawn cart that rolled down the road next to where they stood. “You’re not happy about the engagement?” His tone had regained its hard edge. “Not
castle, before Magnus had given in to his childhood curiosity. He’d wandered off during a banquet to explore the castle alone. He’d come across a display case of jeweled daggers and felt the overwhelming urge to steal a golden one encrusted with sapphires and emeralds. In Limeros, weapons were not as beautiful and ornate as this. They were practical and useful, forged from steel or iron. He wanted it more than he’d ever wanted anything else in his seven years of life. His father caught him as he
someone she didn’t love.” He hissed out a long breath. “That was different.” “Why was that different? Because she threatened to kill herself? Maybe I’ll do the exact same thing!” The king just looked at her patiently, seemingly undisturbed by the threat. “You’d never do that.” “I wouldn’t? I—I could do it tonight. I could throw myself down the stairs. I could stop eating. I could . . . well, there are many, many ways I could end my life if I wanted to!” He shook his head. “You wouldn’t,
tucking them into a pack she swung over her shoulder. “You should find shelter. The storm is nearly upon us.” “Storm?” Nic repeated just as a crack of lightning forked through the darkening sky followed by a boom of thunder. The woman gazed upward. “Storms in Paelsia are infrequent, but always sudden and severe. Our land is still touched by magic, even as it fades before our eyes.” Cleo’s breath caught. “You believe in magic.” “Sometimes I do. Lately, though, it’s not often enough.” She
straits in the kingdom at large were impossible to ignore. That the king had never addressed this publicly amused Magnus. Still, the royals were served a portion of kaana with their meals—mushed-up yellow beans that tasted like paste—and expected to eat it. It was what many Limerians had been choking down to fill their bellies as the winter dragged on and on. In addition, some of the more ornate tapestries and paintings had been removed from the castle walls and put into storage, leaving the