Just updated this morning!
Iyu Aksanevich is a bastard—literally, and, some would say, figuratively—but his father’s royal blood means he can use magic, which no commoner can. At least, that’s what he believes until he’s kidnapped during a peasant rebellion. With the rebels, he sees things he never thought were possible. Is magic really tied to bloodlines, or is there a different, more sinister reason that some people in this world can harness the sacred magic and others can't?
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