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Now that I had enrolled myself in the most well-known academy, Silverstring Academy for Enchanters and Enchantresses. Now that I had begun to blend in with my kind—the magical kind. All I wanted was normal schooling and to get to know my roots better. Little did I know that my roots were rotten to the core. I was 17, a teenager, when I ascended to the throne; forced into marriage with the most demonic king Ariesque had ever known. People feared his name, but he knew my past, knew my parents, and he killed them. He knew me, yet I had never met him before. They call him Maldeus—God of Death. But I was in love with the prince who was secretly enrolled in the academy when I took the throne. Years later, here I am, justifying my choices to the Enchanter’s Community. Why I murdered my close ones, why I took up the throne, and what happened to my love story with the prince.