The Royal Witch


Sylvaine 8 Fantasy

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Though born a princess, Soraya Albrecht has a critical but unsavory role to play. She is a Vessel Princess. She may be the only child of the highest ruler of the continent but she is born female. It means she has to be married off to a male royal from another kingdom to get even a seat next to the throne of Kingspell.

The charming Prince Killian seems like the answer to everyone’s prayers: intelligent, charming, handsome, and young, he and Soraya seem to have hit it off from the beginning. Even the rebellious princess appears to be willing to accept her fate as consort if it is with him.

Boiling under the surface, though, are secrets and plots that make everything more complex. Even her parents, King Dante and Queen Thora are not what they may seem. Believing herself in a love match, the princess discovers that nothing is simple. She realizes that even the heart may not lean towards the obvious choice after she meets the mysterious stablehand who lives in a cabin hidden within the kingdom grounds.

As she grows closer to Adrian, she finds that they have something in common – a magical inheritance. She is fire to his water, and choosing him may mean death for one or both of them as everyone around them starts tearing off their charming masks.

In this alternative medieval world, women do not have any say. But it is even worse to be both female and a witch. A grown female must be wed to be respectable, and a witch must be burned. Still, Soraya can use her disadvantages to win it all: love, magical power, and the highest kingdom of the land.

Will she lose the others if she leans towards one?

*This is a fantasy with extensive worldbuilding and a slow-burn romance. Fighting violence is rare and brief. The story outline is already complete.


Tags: love-trianglefriends to loverskickass heroinewitch/wizardroyalty/noblebxgkickingsword-and-sorcerybetrayalcoming of ageRoyal Romance Writing Contest
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Chapter 28A: Union - The Wedding

Soraya could not believe that the day had finally arrived. Her wedding! At least, this time, it was with someone she loved. The time, the day, and the groom had not been decided by anyone else but her and him.

She was supposed to wear a blue gown for purity, but she went for a red and gold one instead. She had giggled at the look on Princ……


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