She was meant to kneel before the throne.
Instead, she set the kingdom on fire.

Elira has no name worth remembering—just a past veiled in ash and a spark of forbidden magic she was never meant to carry. Chosen as the bride for Crown Prince Auren, she is thrust from obscurity into a palace of masks and mirrors, where beauty hides cruelty and every oath drips with blood.

But Elira is not just another pawn.

She is Flameborn—a legacy feared, a prophecy buried, a fire the Crown failed to extinguish. And that fire is rising again.

As rebellion spreads like smoke and ancient powers awaken, Elira must choose between love and vengeance, destiny and destruction. With every step, the line between savior and monster blurs.

And in the heart of it all stands Prince Auren—the heir bound to a dying throne, torn between the kingdom he swore to protect and the girl who was born to burn it down.

Loyalties will shatter. Kingdoms will fall.
And in the end, only the fire will decide who survives.

In a kingdom ruled by silence, will love survive the fire—or be consumed by it?

I owe you an apology for my long silence. It has been about two months since I last posted, and I know many of you have been waiting patiently for the next chapters. Please know that your support, comments, and love for this story mean more to me than I can express.


Life brought some unexpected challenges that kept me away from writing, but this story has never left my heart. Every day, Elira and Auren's journey still burns within me, and I am determined to continue sharing it with you.


 I'm happy to let you know that new chapters will begin posting again on Sunday, 5th October.


Thank you for your patience, for still being here even after my absence. I do not take your loyalty for granted. I promise to do my best to bring you more chapters consistently moving forward.


This is not just my story it's ours. And together, we'll see it through to the end.


Chapter 57 - An apology and a promise