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Genres: Fantasy, Historical Fiction, Romance66Please respect copyright.PENANAhTAUpFKzua
Subgenres: Drama, Fairy Tale, Medieval, Royalty, Slice of Life66Please respect copyright.PENANANyvh3yzWfG
Status: Unwritten
Concept
This story came from one erroneous cover. I won a set in an award by @-authorsara on Wattpad, and in one cover, she used a swan instead of a dove. I don’t know why, but I’d already been thinking about a prequel for Evelyn, and that gave me the title. And her nickname.
Because Evelyn is a really strong character who got the short end of the stick in ADT. What was her story? We hear the facts in ADT, but what was it like for her to actually live through it? How did she and Arvon fall in love?
I’m really excited to write this, and I have a lot of ideas. It’ll be a while, though.
Story Description
This wasn’t how it was supposed to be.
Evelyn didn’t mind an arranged marriage to a man much older than her. It got her out of Obsidian, and becoming a queen overnight was a huge bonus. She didn’t mind the expectation to produce an heir immediately, and she didn’t mind pretending Obsidian didn’t exist while her new husband handled foreign affairs.
She didn’t mind. Until it all went wrong.
Not the marriage. Arvon was kind and considerate, and it had been easy to fall in love with him. And not her new kingdom. Garnet was beautiful, full of lilacs, lakes, and the nicest people she’d ever met. It was nothing like Obsidian. Nothing at all.
But Obsidian was still there, a dark shadow hovering over everything. And Arvon’s perpetual optimism left him with a massive blind spot the Emperor was quick to exploit.
She should have paid attention. She should have gotten involved earlier. Before her husband signed a treaty promising more than he ever should have to a country that never meant to honor their word.
It was too late now. Garnet didn’t exist anymore. The palace, the lilacs, her husband—all ashes under the Emperor’s feet. And she was alone, on the run, grieving the loss of a love that barely began before it ended.
And pregnant. And if the baby was a girl… she belonged to Obsidian.
This wasn’t how it was supposed to be, but that didn’t matter. Evelyn would not lose the one thing she had left. Even if that meant hiding in Rhodolite, an anonymous commoner starting over with absolutely nothing. Nothing except the will to survive and a daughter she would never, ever let Obsidian have.66Please respect copyright.PENANAWX7ADVSwJg
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