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The Prince's Shadow

Mystery/Thrillerlast updateLast Updated : 2025-10-02

By:  Honey Lee Ongoing

Language: English
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He walks the palace halls wearing a prince’s face and speaks a hero’s words but every night, another body falls but behind his smile lies a blood-drenched secret. They say he came back from a coma. The truth is, he came back from the dead. When Prince Kairo returns from a decade-long coma, the kingdom of Caelwyn rejoices. But their hope is misplaced. Because the man behind the youthful eyes is not the prince. It is his uncle Malrick Vale, a disgraced noble once thought dead who has carved himself into his nephew’s likeness through years of planning and surgical reconstruction. He claims to avenge the friend the crown betrayed. But his true desire is darker. He craves what only power can give him: the freedom to kill whomever he chooses, whenever he desires. The mask of royalty offers protection. The crown offers complete control. Only one woman knows the truth. Sheila Ren, a former maid who narrowly escaped his blade years ago, becomes obsessed with exposing the monster beneath the mask. Alongside Tate Wyvern, a disgraced royal guard tormented by guilt and bound to justice, she risks everything to stop a man who has fooled a kingdom and who will never stop hunting his prey. And they must stop him before he turns the entire kingdom into his hunting ground. Because once he sets his sights on you… you’re already dead. But in a world where mirrors lie and monsters wear crowns, who will the people believe?

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    • Honey Lee

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      I think it's a good book. The thrill of not knowing who the next victim is, is a bonus

      2025-07-25 01:25:22
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    Chapter 1: Theprince returns
    Chapter One: The Prince ReturnsThe bells of Caelwyn tolled well before sunrise.They echoed off the spires and steeples of the old kingdom, shivering through the cobbled alleys, iron-rimmed balconies, and twisted courtyards where ivy encircled weathered stone. Their bells were meant to ring triumphant, a portent of miracles, but in the muffling dawn haze, they tolled like warning alarms torn from forsaken dreams. Even the ravens perched on the cathedral gables spread wings, shrieking into heaven like an omen.Today was the day their lost prince returned.Caelwyn, gem of the eastern kingdom, once filled with envy, had been the sight of ambition for empires. It rose from the edge of the sea like a head of ash and obsidian, a gothic wonder hewn from black stone and filigree silver. But beneath its glory ran a rotten decay, an eating that no gilt spire or burnished parapet could conceal. The palace Castle Thorne dominated in the center of the capital, perched atop a sheer cliff that drop
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    Chapter 2: The eyes in the dark
    Chapter Two: The Eyes in the DarkSheila Ren first encountered the eyes when she was seventeen and was hemorrhaging beneath the altar of the Asylum of Saint Vex.It began in silence.Not the cozy quiet of loneliness, but the suffocating silence that roared. Rotten with putrid breath and hidden teeth, it wrapped itself around her lungs like wrapping smoke. She gasped for air. Her legs were numb. Her head reeled, and even the solid rock under her felt far away.Her hands trembled over the gash in her belly, wet with blood. The agony hadn't quite caught up with her yet her body was still numb, still dazed. Above, a single torch flickered, casting ugly shadows on the walls of the crumbling chapel.And he stood above her.The man. The shadow. The beast.She couldn't get a look at his face, not really. Most of it was covered by a hood, and what light touched him obstinately left. But his eyes oh, gods above, his eyes cut through the dark like twin swords of onyx.Cold. Curious. Not enraged.
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    Chapter 3: The face on the screen
    Chapter Three: The Face on the ScreenIt was supposed to be just another ordinary morning.The sun hadn't clawed its way yet above the spiky rooftops of East Caelwyn, and the streets slept under a blanket of mist. Sheila Ren stood at the cracked counter of the herbal shop where she had spent the last five months, grinding dried chamomile into powder with slow, mechanical movements. The scent of mint and lavender hung thick in the air, clashing with the ever-present dampness that clung to the old stone walls.The shop’s bell jingled quietly as the door creaked open.“You’re in early,” Sheila said, not looking up.Lysa’s voice followed, breathless and excited. “You need to see this.”Sheila paused, glancing toward the younger woman. “See what?”Lysa withdrew a sliver of communicator pad from her satchel and slid it across the counter. "It's him. The prince. Prince Kairo. He's back. They showed the procession everywhere across the capital this morning."A queasy weight dropped in Sheila'
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    Chapter 4: The vanishing servant
    Chapter Four: The Vanishing ServantThe scullery boy, Niven, was the first to go missing.It had been two days since the grand procession. The palace was still decked with celebration flags fluttered over the towers, white lilies filled the vases in the corridors, and orchestras played light sonatas in the marble corridors. Wine, rosewater, and happiness pervaded the air. Prince Kairo was home, and the kingdom was bathed in the warmth of its revival.But in other parts of the servants' quarters, beneath floors of carved stone and mirror-finish opulence, unrest began to bloom.It started as whispers."Has anyone seen Niven?""He wasn't in to report to the kitchens.""His bed isn't slept in.""He was on cellar duty last night. Heard he saw someone sneaking at him from the archway.".Servants clustered in corridors, glancing over shoulders while they worked. But when the problem was brought before the steward of the inner palace, Lord Renlow, the problem was resolved at once."Niven was
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    Chapter 5: The crowned voice
    Chapter Five: The Crowned VoiceThe clouds over Caelwyn hung low and gray as the city massed before the balcony of the palace. The square was packed to overflowing nobles in velvet cloaks, merchants in their finest festival attire, and even the commoners who did not often catch a glimpse of the gilded gates. Crimson-and-black banners of the royal house streamed from every tower. A thrum of expectation hung in the air like static.Prince Kairo would be speaking today.One week had passed since his wondrous awakening, and although official ceremonies had stirred amazement, their long-abed heir had not yet spoken to them. Rumors spread like storm winds of lost memories, of divine healing, of prophetic dreams that were spoken of.Today they would learn his truth from his own lips.Inside the Hall of Sovereigns, the prince gazed into a gleaming mirror. A servant snapped the last catch of his ceremonial cloak: black velvet, trimmed in bloodred silk, bearing the Caelwyn crest in silver on hi
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    Chapter 6: The madness in her mind
    Chapter Six: The Madness in Her MindThe wind rattled the shutters of Sheila Ren's East End rented room. Rain lashed outside in narrow ribbons, slicing the night like glass. The fire had gone out. The air inside cooler. The candle on the little table flickered, its flame curling inward with every breath of air sneaking under the door. There were no other sounds besides the soft dripping of water due to a leak in the ceiling and the creaking of the wood under aged, strained beams every now and then.She had retreated into the corner, knees wrapped against her chest, her fingernails penetrating her arms through her sleeves. The broadcast she had listened to earlier still lingered in her mind."If you betray Caelwyn, I will find you."The words were spoken with the gentleness of a lover's vow, but she knew a threat when she heard one. No, not a threat. A vow.She hadn't slept.She hadn't actually slept since she'd looked upon that face. Since her brain had tried and failed to convince he
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    Chapter 7: Whispers in crimson
    Chapter Seven: Whispers in CrimsonIt began with gossip.Lord Cedric Thorne was not the sort of noble one gave respect. He was hot-headed, young, and boasted his family's modest wealth like a garish cloak, each coin jingling more loudly than words ever had. He was the sort of man who strolled to court not out of duty or strength, but for the thrill of secrets and scandal. A painted fool, with rumors instead of paint, and wielding them like stale daggers.He had been spotted the previous day in the Grand Parlour, two drinks in each hand, entertaining a group of visiting nobles with some yarn about the prince's miraculous recovery."If you ask me," Cedric had said, his voice slurring with laughter, "a coma does not sharpen the cheekbones, does it? Or give one a new gait. Or cause one to speak in riddles like some tipsy monk. No, there is something. unnerving about him. The prince smiles too much. Does not blink often enough."They had laughed nervously, but amused. Some glanced over the
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    Chapter 8: The subtle crown
    Chapter Eight: The Subtle CrownThe throne room of Caelwyn had never been so alive yet beneath the waxed floors and gleaming chandeliers, something had shifted. A fresh rhythm thrummed through the veins of court, unperceivable at first. Like a shadow on a sundial, unseen until it covered the light.Prince Kairo sat beside Queen Alys, wearing formal black trimmed with crimson silk hem. He wore a casual air, but his eyes did not. They swept the room with muted scrutiny as nobles presented questions of commerce, border treaties, and tax reforms."Proceed," he said to Lord Marren, who bowed deeply and stepped aside.My prince," Marren began, "the Northmere traders are concerned regarding the new levies. They fear it will choke grain distribution through to winter."Kairo leaned forward, his gaze harsh. "Would they rather see the palace starve while they horde the harvest?"Marren's face reddened. "Of course not, Your Grace. I only meant—""I understand," Kairo said smoothly. "But fear mus
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    Chapter 9: Whispers in the dark
    Chapter Nine: Whispers in the DarkThe servants' quarter was always dark at the crack of dawn, the air thick with moisture from last night's mist. Sheila stood against the shadowed corner of the dark corridor, her fists clenched in the letter she had written in a hurry the night before. She hadn't told anyone about it. Not Tate, not even Lysa. She was frightened that they'd make her return from it. Or worse, laugh at her.She gazed down at the letter, the ink smudged ever so slightly where her hand had slid. Not a lot just a few sentences. A request for help. A whispered admission of the terror that had gripped in her mind since the prince's return.The door to the lower corridor creaked open, and a young man emerged, wiping his forehead with a rag. Lyle, a veteran junior guard, looked tired. One of the last to have served the old regime before everything shifted, before Kairo's sway had insinuated itself into all corners of the palace.She had caught sight of him at irregular interva
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    Chapter 10: The mark in the garden
    Chapter Ten: The Mark in the GardenThe Caelwyn palace gardens, a sanctuary for those nobles who had sought refuge from the trappings of courtly life, had become a sanctuary of darkness a sanctuary where peace was disturbed, and fear and discomfort replaced it. The hedges were tall and overgrown, reaching to the skies like gnarled fingers, and the cobblestone paths wound around sunken fountains, their waters stagnant. Beneath the marble statues of the ancient rulers forever locked in their eternal vigilance there was no peace.At break of dawn, the air was thick with mist, as if the earth itself was holding its breath. Mira, a teenage assistant groundskeeper, moved softly through the gardens, a basket of fresh herbs slung on her hip. She had not expected to be working so early, but her father, a veteran palace staffer, had fallen ill, and she had taken on more of the duties in his stead.As she strolled along the thick, overgrown vines of the Herb Walk, her mind went to the strange at
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