To Burn a Kingdom

To Burn a Kingdom

To Burn a Kingdom

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10 Chapters Ongoing Status
Last Update August 7, 2022

To Burn a Kingdom is The Aeiranacreation,The novel is mainly about- DILLON -***The Imperial Palace of Orris is a fever dream; a noise of chattering royals, a swinging crystal chandelier of lights, the extravagance of expensive heels on a marble floor and the soft clinking of glasses; it is a future many people thought they wanted.With its long winding corridors decorated with plush rugs, exotic antiques and endless rooms; it is hard to compare my life to the lives of these men and women. They live a life of excessive luxury. More, more, more, until they are so ravenous that nothing is enough to sate them. Nothing fills the void.They call the Imperial Palace a place of dreams, but does anyone call it home?A dozen pairs of eyes rove up and down my frame as I weave through the lavish ballroom with three bottles of their finest wine. It is an old Khronish red. Ironic, but I do not have the heart to laugh.I slouch in the corner of the veranda, hiding from their stares and whispers. Out here with warm air caressing my skin, I can pretend I am elsewhere; ba Read Novel

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To Burn a Kingdom is The Aeiranacreation,The novel is mainly about- DILLON -***The Imperial Palace of Orris is a fever dream; a noise of chattering royals, a swinging crystal chandelier of lights, the extravagance of expensive heels on a marble floor and the soft clinking of glasses; it is a future many people thought they wanted.With its long winding corridors decorated with plush rugs, exotic antiques and endless rooms; it is hard to compare my life to the lives of these men and women. They live a life of excessive luxury. More, more, more, until they are so ravenous that nothing is enough to sate them. Nothing fills the void.They call the Imperial Palace a place of dreams, but does anyone call it home?A dozen pairs of eyes rove up and down my frame as I weave through the lavish ballroom with three bottles of their finest wine. It is an old Khronish red. Ironic, but I do not have the heart to laugh.I slouch in the corner of the veranda, hiding from their stares and whispers. Out here with warm air caressing my skin, I can pretend I am elsewhere; ba Read Novel

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