Queen Elentiya's dark eyes gazed across the boiling seas. In the light of the moon she could almost make out the shadow of Camelon. Her true kingdom. Frigid spray pelted her pale skin and clothing. Her hand curled against the stone ledge. A sneer present on her full lips. This little castle...
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