Twenty-five years ago, the continent had five kingdoms, and they were all afraid of each other.Now it had one.The Great War lasted nine winters. When it ended, Aurelion stood alone. It had the strongest army ever raised, the finest academy, and a throne that called itself an empire. The lesser crowns learned to kneel. Those that did not were absorbed, broken, or forgotten.The fifth kingdom did not get the chance to kneel.Nerathis, the kingdom of the mermaids, was erased in a single night. Its coral palaces, its singing towers, and its royal line were gone by morning. The sea gave back nothing but drifting silver scales and a silence that fishermen still refused to sail through.But rumors outlived the kingdom.Sailors spoke of lights beneath the Thalassar Sea, deep in the northern waters, where no ship ever came back. They spoke of currents that turned against the wind, and of songs that rose at midnight from an empty ocean. Some said Nerathis was not dead, only hidden, sealed ben
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