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A Dance of Shadows and Light

by pixiefy1


Chapter 1: The Spy and the Prince

Elara stood in the shadows, her breath steady, her fingers brushing the hilt of her dagger. Her heart pounded in her chest as she stepped into the grand hall, her eyes scanning the crowded ballroom. The guests—noblemen and women, soldiers and spies—were all dressed in lavish clothing, their laughter echoing off the marble walls. But Elara was no guest. She was a shadow, a ghost among them, hiding in plain sight.

The room was filled with chatter and clinking glasses, but Elara could hear nothing except the sound of her own heartbeat. She wasn’t here to revel in luxury; she was here on a mission. A dangerous one. Prince Kael—the rogue prince who had betrayed his kingdom and caused the deaths of countless innocents. She had tracked him from one war-torn city to another, through hidden tunnels and forgotten forests. And tonight, she was finally here, in his stronghold. As she stepped across the marble floor, her eyes immediately caught sight of him.

Prince Kael.

She adjusted her mask, slipping through the grand hall of Kael's ballroom, blending in with the performers as they prepared for the evening’s entertainment. Her mission was simple: gather intel, escape unnoticed, and report back. But Kael’s cold eyes haunted her thoughts. She had seen them once—briefly—during a battle, and since then, the image of the merciless prince had been burned into her memory

He was standing in the center of a circle, the heart of the party, his posture regal and relaxed, as if the entire room was built around him. His sharp jawline and high cheekbones cut through the air like a blade, while his dark brown hair—carelessly tousled—spoke of a man too wild to be tamed by a comb. His eyes, pale gray with a hint of silver, scanned the crowd, but when they landed on her, everything stopped.

Elara froze, her breath catching in her throat.

He saw her.

She could feel the weight of his gaze, sharp and knowing, dissecting her like a puzzle he was desperate to solve. His lips quirked upward, just slightly, in that infuriating, cocky smile.

For a moment, everything around her disappeared—the chatter, the laughter, the swirling of the dance floor. There was only Kael, standing like a lion in the midst of his kingdom, and Elara, the predator who had just been spotted.

Without thinking, her feet moved before her mind could catch up. Her instincts, honed sharp over years of training, told her to get out. Fast. She turned, weaving through the crowd with practiced precision, her boots barely making a sound against the marble floor. She knew he would follow.

The courtyard doors were just ahead. Elara moved toward them, every step deliberate, but her pulse quickened with the knowledge that he was already on her trail. She didn’t dare look back; she didn’t need to. She knew Kael’s presence—an electric current in the air. He was behind her, closing the distance with ease.

As she reached the doors and slipped into the cool night air, the moonlight bathed the courtyard in an ethereal glow, casting long shadows across the stone path. The air was thick with tension, like the calm before a storm. Elara moved into the center of the courtyard, her eyes flicking to the shadows, waiting for Kael’s inevitable arrival.

Seconds later, the sound of footsteps echoed against the stone, slow and measured. He was here

Seconds later, the sound of footsteps echoed against the stone, slow and measured. He was here.

Elara stood, her back straight, her breath controlled, facing the shadows as she waited for him to step into the moonlight.

And then he did.

Kael stepped into the courtyard, his boots making no sound against the cold stone. The moonlight seemed to dance in his silver-gray eyes, making them gleam with a predatory gleam. His posture was relaxed, but there was a sharpness in his every movement, as if he were studying her, waiting for her next move.


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Thu Dec 05, 2024 12:17 am
AverageIsekaiFan wrote a review...



Romance, Thin Ice, A Dance of Noble Blades.

I found the chapter quite fun with the suspense. A supposed infiltration and recon gone wrong, an epic battle between an assassin and a warmonger, two teenagers doing the beat down... well not yet.

"Seconds later, the sound of footsteps echoed against the stone, slow and measured. 'He was' here

Seconds later, the sound of footsteps echoed against the stone, slow and measured. He was here."
Was this some kind of sixth sense from Elara, at least that's the impression I got. They be some finely honed instincts.

The story reads very smooth and there's not much to criticize, if there were any, I didn't find any. The way you used concepts like prey and predator, hunter to hunted, I've learned something from here.

Wonder where he stashes his sword...




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Wed Nov 20, 2024 1:23 pm
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Hello there, human! I'm reviewing using the YWS S'more Method today!

Shalt we commence with the nightmarish S’more?

Top Graham Cracker - Elara is on a mission to kill Prince Kael, a man who caused the deaths of countless innocent people. Unfortunately, he caught up to her, so she’ll have to abort the mission for the moment! But…will he let her leave?

Slightly Burnt Marshmallow - I think that you could use another word for “gleam” since it is said twice, like “glimmer” or if you wanted to sound more sinister, “glint”. But if you are fine with it or think that other words could be used instead, then you can ignore this.

Chocolate Bar - I like how you put some words in bold to emphasize what was going on, so that the reader could feel the adrenaline. I also like how you described Elara’s feelings as Prince Kael gets closer, for it’s as though he can creep up on her and tear her apart at any moment.

Closing Graham Cracker - It all comes down to Elara and Prince Kael. The innocents didn’t deserve to die, but Prince Kael…he is just so mysterious, so wonderfully mysterious. What will Elara do? Will she end it right there or will she become transfixed in his spell? Only the next chapters can tell…

I wish you a spectacular day/night! ^v^





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