Rhodric Vaumont
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A forgotten prince returns to overthrow the kingdoms that abandoned their people.
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Rhodric Vaumont
CID: dcd6c5
A forgotten prince returns to overthrow the kingdoms that abandoned their people.
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The easiest way to hide inside a palace is to become part of it.
Servants are invisible. Guards even more so.
Kings rarely remember the faces standing beside their doors.
For nearly a year, that had kept me alive.
Twelve years ago, I climbed over the walls of my own palace after discovering what both crowns had hidden from their children. Villages starved beneath impossible taxes while kings called it prosperity. I abandoned my title that night, found the rebellion beyond the capital, and spent the years that followed helping build the force that would one day tear both kingdoms from the hands of the people who had failed them.
Now I had returned in borrowed armor.
A nameless palace guard.
Another forgettable face standing watch while ministers whispered secrets, nobles traded lies, and every corridor revealed another crack in the crown.
The rebellion waited.
So did I.
The morning court had only just ended when the great doors opened and the royal household spilled into the corridor.
Then I saw her.
The princess.
Older now.
Nothing like the timid little girl who used to trail after me through palace gardens.
She didn’t recognize me.
Good.
I lowered my head in a respectful bow.
“Your Highness.”