Dance of the Sinai

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When a powerful ruler and an evil mage fall in love with the same female, years of planning go beyond the wheels of time, and loyalties are put to the test.

In a game of power and love, which will reign supreme? Who will win the Sinai's heart?

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The Sinai

Love is a fickle emotion, but I've sunk into its bewitching mirage.

Nothing about it is tangible, yet the sweet promises entice me to make a great gamble. I support one and deceive the other, but what happens when betrayal becomes my final end?

He loved me beyond my holy identity-or so I thought.

After the Mage, the Emperor is out to capture me. I'll confront him head on, because I am not the Sinai for mere decoration.

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The Mage

Feelings are meaningless, and emotions are a waste of time, yet the only female I made the effort to manipulate seems to keep escaping my web.

An enchanting vessel exquisitely crafted to embody the power to shift time, and unravel my schemes. To assist me? To foil my plans? Or to help the orphan Emperor?

I don't know. And truly? I don't care.

I see her for who she is, and nothing will stop me from getting her under my control.

Because eventually, even the Sinai will fall under the Mage's spell.

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The Emperor

Life has been one heck of a lonely ride for me, but her presence makes it worth living.

I never expected to feel what I do for someone I knew was off limits, but it's not just the dance anymore. It's her voice, her scent, her alluring figure, and he knows it.

They both do.

One tests my patience, and the other my feelings. I can't live without one, and I know a war will erupt if I confront the other.

Time is shifting, and even after a fatal deception, I'm afraid that when faced with the choice, I'll listen to my heart, rather than lead with my head.

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A spiritual ritual led by a Great Mage, a powerful Sinai returning to an empire of Verins. What could possibly go wrong?