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A Doble Life

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Dans les années 1750, le Royaume d'Himine est plongé sous la terreur d'un Roi démon. Les sujets son contrôler et une fois par an, une sorcière est nommé afin d'être associé à la famille royale dans leurs projets et pour empêcher les vicieux de créer des conflits ou des infractions. 

Hirna, est une érudite, mais avant tout  une sorcière verte. Cette facette d'elle est cachée aux yeux des autres races afin que comme les autres sorcières, la populace ne soit pas effrayé. La jeune femme mène donc une double vie. Le jour, une  petite elfe qui travaille en tant que serveuse "Aux 3 bois"et la nuit en tant que sorcière. 

Mais un jour malencontreusement elle se retrouvera face au prince. Alors que ce passera-t-il ensuite..?All Rights Reserved

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