
by Yoogehn
In Lazaran, your magic decides your worth. The strong rule. The weak are owned. He has no magic at all. Found alive at the centre of a battlefield where thousands died in silence, the boy called Empty has no memory, no place, and no right to exist — only a name, a farmer's dog, and a debt to the man who died so he could run. A thousand years away from everything she knew, a princess with limitless power and no way to use it is escaping the family that sealed her "for her own good." Fate may bring them together. It doesn't get to decide what they do next.
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