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Ashes Beneath the Ice

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"Love is chaos wrapped in silk—burning and freezing, binding and freeing. It makes traitors of the loyal and saviours of the damned." In a realm where kingdoms are forged in elemental power and shattered by ancient feuds, the Arcane Academy stands as neutral ground—sacred, prestigious, and treacherous. Liana Mia Frozenite, third princess of the Ice Kingdom, enters the Academy not for glory, but survival. Gifted with uncontrollable dual elements and burdened by courtly politics, she seeks one thing: a mage strong enough to stand beside her in the sacred Queen-Knight bond. None have matched—until him. Karma, a slave branded by conquest, is the last surviving heir of the Flame Kingdom. Broken, feared, and forbidden, he should never have set foot inside the Academy’s gates. Yet, fate—and an ancient law—places him directly in her path. Their pairing defies tradition. Their connection challenges destiny. And their choices could unravel everything. When fire meets ice, kingdoms tremble. But when hearts entwine under shadows and stars... will they rewrite fate—or repeat its ruin?
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Chapter 1 - When Fire Meets Ice.

 "Love is both sanctuary and storm—"

 "The shelter where our hearts find peace, And the tempest that tears us apart."

 "In its embrace, we are complete; In its absence, we are broken."

 "Yet still we seek it,"

 "For even tragic love ....Is more alive —Than no love at all."

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"Yo-u... betrayer..."

The anguished wail shattered the battlefield's chaos, transforming carnage into pure sorrow. Her sword pierced through the heart she had wanted for herself, his motionless form growing heavy in her embrace.

"Uwaa... ahhhh... haa... sob"

Her broken scream silenced even the clash of steel around them. Sheets of rain erased her tears as quickly as they spilled, washing the battlefield clean of everything but grief.

 Rat-a-tat-tat

The downpour continued its mournful dirge, as if the heavens themselves wept for what love had wrought.

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Six years ago...