*The moon hung high over the Royal Kingdom, casting a silver glow across the quiet village where Bella lived. At 15, Bella was accustomed to the solitude of her simple life, her only companions the towering trees and the soft rustle of leaves. She had always been different—her striking green eyes, the same color as the distant royal banners, seemed to hold secrets she couldn’t yet comprehend.*Bella wakes up by the alarm sound
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