Astra is a realm ruled by bloodlines, magic, and power, where lies are law and happiness is a fleeting illusion. Society is governed by an ancient and enigmatic body known as the Council.
To the world, they present themselves as bringers of justice.
In truth, they are puppet masters—manipulating dynasties, steering legacies, and orchestrating both ruin and glory.
Neither entirely noble nor completely wicked, the Council thrives in the gray space between black and white.
Alliance is currency, and love is weakness.
They are all predators and prey in each other's game.
Some fight to protect, while others fight to win.
Secrets are armor. Defense. The hidden cards of Gramble.
The Council is composed of:
Five Kings: Devron, Nightshade, Hall, Roman, and Blake.
Three Tower Mages
Three Spirit Masters
One High Priest
One Saint
Three Tech Lords
In this game of thrones—where power is worshipped, and love is weakness—stands Calestra Astra Magna (CAM): the empire's most elite academy.
Towering spires.
Ancient halls.
A crucible of ambition. A battlefield of legacy.
At its center reign the Fav Five—five heirs born to rule.
Justin Lucas Devron – Crown Prince of House Devron. Noble. Rare-blooded. Destined for greatness.
Dimitry Dominic Nightshade – Born of shadow and curse. A feared scion of House Nightshade—the family of villains.
Jezz Myrid Roman – Charismatic and composed. The golden son of House Roman.
Aron Squirrel Blake – Eccentric genius. Quirky, brilliant heir of House Blake.
Setaro Celestra Hall – Enigmatic and dazzling. A playboy prince with celestial secrets and a hidden scar.
Untouchable. Admired. Envied.
They are CAM's crowned legends—trailing rumors, scandals, and whispered desires.
Until her.
Elizabeth Azure—a scholarship student with quiet resolve and a rare, tri-colored aura: blue, sky blue, and white.
Unclaimed. Unbent. Undeniable.
A charity case in a school where status is everything.
CAM pretends to offer merit-based opportunity, but the divide is stark:
One half plays the Game of Thrones. The other fights to survive.
A porcelain doll with shimmering, wavy hair like the sea and soft curls that convey delicacy and grace.
She has doe-like eyes framed by long lashes that hold depth and a whirlwind of emotion.
Calm and pure like moonlight, patient like the endless sky.
She possesses a sharp tongue, wisdom beyond her years, and an unwavering sense of self-respect.
She appears quiet—until she speaks. Then, her temper flares like her thin, arched eyebrows.
Her curves are a testament to her discipline and strength. Intelligent and gifted, she excels in administration and studies.
But she can be stubborn, opinionated, and willful—often rebelling against what she believes is unjust.
Elizabeth begins to rise by merit alone.
But fate has other plans.
Drawn into the orbit of the Fav Five, her presence changes everything—a breath of something new:
Justin captures her heart—completely, irrevocably.
Jezz finds in her the sister he never had.
Aron discovers his best friend, fiercely loyal and caring.
Setaro sees family—his future sister-in-law, soulmate to his dearest friend.
And Dimitry?
Dimitry falls hardest.
And he falls alone.
Some call her a threat.
Some call her salvation.
But she stands tall.
With resilience.
With kindness.
With fire-forged dignity, Elizabeth rises.
Not by cruelty,
But by character.
Through her, even the Fav Five begin to change.
But not all welcome her light.
Jealous rivals seek to ruin her.
Powerful families try to break her.
Some succeed.
Some perish.
Many are left in ruin.
Meanwhile…
Where Justin was born of love and legacy,
Dimitry molded in curses and cold ambition.
His mother, Demiska Serpent Casova, a cunning spirit-mer with feeble magic, secured her place through bloodshed—murdering the beloved first wife of her husband.
That wife was the mother of Seraphina Nightingale Nightshade—Dimitry's stepsister.
Born a week apart.
Raised in different worlds.
Seraphina: adored, celebrated, destined.
Dimitry: feared, trained, burdened.
She discarded privilege.
He bled for it.
She was the crown's darling.
He was its blade.
Then, Seraphina vanished.
Some say she fled.
Others whisper she let the world believe she did.
In her absence, Dimitry seized power with blood and fire.
Seraphina became a myth.
Demiska still feared her name.
A phantom. A threat.
A girl who left no trace.
In this world, polygamy is sacred.
Soul affinity governs everything—magic, fertility, bloodlines.
Royal unions are measured, enforced, and strategic.
But Elizabeth is different.
Scarred by a violent childhood, by the brutal deaths of her mother and her father's other wives, Elizabeth made an unbreakable vow:
One soul. One love. Or none at all.
A rare conviction in a fractured world.
And fate bent again.
She and Justin formed a soul bond against scandal. Against sacred law—Justin claimed her.
Elizabeth Azure Devron—Queen of House Devron.
A title once unthinkable for a scholarship girl.
A love story that became a revolution.
Justin—the golden heir.
Dimitry—the prince of ruin.
In the end, Dimitry is discarded by Elizabeth.
Rejected by the only girl who finally saw him, he spirals.
Fury consumes the Nightshade line.
One by one, he destroys them—
Even Seraphina, his first love. His final sin.
And then…
He turns the blade on himself.
Elizabeth mourns him.
But her choice never wavers.
She had always loved Justin.
At Dimitry's funeral pyre, Setaro Hall places a hand on Justin's shoulder.
"It's not your fault," he whispers.
"The Nightshades carry curses we'll never understand… just like the Halls."
His voice fades.
Secrets remain buried.
In Setaro's calm eyes, Justin sees something nameless:
Emptiness cloaked in serenity.
Elizabeth mourns.
But the world remembers only the fallen king of shadows.
No one remembers Seraphina.
Her body? Never found.
Her home? Vanished.
Her name? Erased—
As if the Magic of Forgetting had been cast.
At Justin and Elizabeth's wedding, Setaro raises a glass.
He smiles. He blesses them.
No one sees what he sees.
A magician of secrets.
He sees cracks in crowns.
Ghosts in mirrors.
Whispers from the forgotten.
Then, he vanishes.
Soon after, the Casova line disappears, one by one.
Then comes the "accident" that erases the Hall family from history.
Setaro is never found.
Years later…
Justin Devron sits in quiet reflection, counting failure as a friend in the journey of lost kings.
With age, he understands:
Gaining the crown of family legacy was far easier than keeping it in a world that demanded more than victory.
But beside him, the woman he fought for.
The love that endured.
He holds Elizabeth close, proud of the peace they carved from a kingdom of war.
Their happily ever after was never promised.
But they earned it.