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IT IS SAID that the first king of Aloriya was born with fire in his blood.
THE WILDWOOD CAME for us the day the king died.
I was the royal gardener’s daughter. There was nowhere else I was supposed to be.
King Sunder, who razed a path through the wood and returned with the crown.
It was just another day at the edge of the Wildwood.
I was walking a dangerous tightrope where I knew no one would catch me when I fell.
If I’d learned anything in the wood, it was that there was always a choice, but sometimes the right one wasn’t the easy one.

