Claudia Rose

Tainted Blood Prophecy: Destiny's Chosen

 

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1 Prologue

 

 

He only had eyes for her.

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Sebastian’s hunger for Queen Cellina was obsessive. After decades of searching for Lysander’s mirror, he had finally found it, knowing all too well what lay trapped within: the creature that promised her to him. Queen Cellina was no ordinary queen, but a priestess from a magical race, one of the last races to be connected to Ithicca’s magical source through blood. Normally he admired her beauty and grace, and those vibrant green eyes, pink lips, and soft white hair. But lately his hunger for her and the magic in her blood had been all he could think of. He knew the creature in the mirror would not let him rest till he obtained her light magic to break one of the many seals that imprisoned him.

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He grinned at the thought of her and the plans he had for her. He had been spying on her with ill intent, and what better time to get what he needed from her than a celebration like today? It was the celebration of Ithicca’s first god, Lysander.