Sein & Zeya: Spirit-hood

A chance remark from Maiah’s father-in-law sends her somewhere else entirely. The palace vegetable garden. Zeya. A friendship warm but restrained. Until a stinger plant. Until her hand catches his. And then, quietly, deliberately, he places something in her palm. She keeps her composure. Her pulse does not. For story art, updates, and glimpses into the journey ahead: seinzeya.com Read on: Inkitt  ...

It's his birthday. The party is everything he is tired of. She's in the garden. For a little while, standing beneath the stars, he is content. Then his aunt appears. He obliges, as he always does. He doesn't look back. He names things instead. The path. The petals. His aunt's bracelets. It's easier than naming what he is feeling. For story art, updates, and glimpses into t...

Village life is nothing like the palace. She wants to contribute but her hands have other ideas. In the aching, she discovers something unexpected about her powers. And for the first time since waking, she senses the faint beginnings of roots. For story art, updates, and glimpses into the journey ahead: seinzeya.com Read on: Inkitt  or  Scribble Hub Follow us on Instagram: @seinzeya

The evening is over. He's back in his own world... duties, obligations, a future already written. And yet something lingers. Not satisfaction. Something quieter and considerably more unsettling. She had looked at him all evening. Not at the Crown Prince. At him. For story art, updates, and glimpses into the journey ahead: seinzeya.com Read on: Inkitt  or  Scribble Hub Follow us on Instagram:...

She has been watching the village from a distance. Then a young girl takes her hand and pulls her in. The girl doesn’t know what Sein is. And somehow, it doesn't matter. She stays for reasons she cannot explain. For story art, updates, and glimpses into the journey ahead: seinzeya.com Read on: Inkitt  or  Scribble Hub Follow us on Instagram: @seinzeya

He told himself it was simply friendship. Friends share a meal. Friends talk until the city grows quiet around them. He was perhaps more nervous than he would like to admit. And perhaps he noticed the way other men looked at her a little more than a friend would. But the street food was good. The conversation was easy. And he told himself that was all it was. For story art, updates, and glimpses i...

The plan is bold. Find a spirit medium. Ask the murdered prince himself. But somewhere between the impromptu outing and a cup of tea, he asks her something that has nothing to do with ancient history. She accepts. Composure intact. Mostly. For story art, updates, and glimpses into the journey ahead: seinzeya.com Read on: Inkitt  or  Scribble Hub Follow us on Instagram: @seinzeya

His future has been decided. Two years, a princess, a date set by the royal spiritual advisor. This is simply how things are. And yet he finds himself in the Archives again. Watching her determination. Wondering why making her happy feels like nothing else in his world. He's not ready to answer that yet. For story art, updates, and glimpses into the journey ahead: seinzeya.com Read on: Inkitt...

A thousand year old murder mystery was never supposed to feel like this. Conversations that linger. A shared purpose that keeps drawing them back to the Archives.  She cannot quite explain what's growing between them, but then, she hasn’t tried to name it yet. For story art, updates, and glimpses into the journey ahead: seinzeya.com Read on: Inkitt  or  Scribble Hub Follow us on Instagram: @s...

He told himself he was only being helpful. The scrolls needed sorting. She happened to know the history. Then she laughed, unexpected and unguarded, and he said something he would rather forget. When he sees her cornered in the palace garden, he doesn't stop to think. He simply acts. For story art, updates, and glimpses into the journey ahead: seinzeya.com Read on: Inkitt  or  Scribble Hub Fo...

She wasn't expecting kindness. She was certainly not expecting to laugh. But somewhere between a missing scroll and an unguarded smile, she finds herself seeing him differently.  And that is precisely the problem. For story art, updates, and glimpses into the journey ahead: seinzeya.com Read on: Inkitt  or  Scribble Hub Follow us on Instagram: @seinzeya

He went to the Archives to cram history. He didn't expect to find her there. Before she can leave, he stops her. As it turns out, she's exactly the person he needs. Besides... her eyes are decidedly more interesting to look at than ancient text. For story art, updates, and glimpses into the journey ahead: seinzeya.com Read on: Inkitt  or  Scribble Hub Follow us on Instagram: @seinzeya

A murdered prince. A hidden message. She's not looking for company... only answers. The Crown Prince was not supposed to be there. And yet. This time, there is no walking away. For story art, updates, and glimpses into the journey ahead: seinzeya.com Read on: Inkitt  or  Scribble Hub Follow us on Instagram: @seinzeya

She left without a second glance. He’s certainly not used to that. He tells himself it’s only curiosity. That a lady who doesn’t look twice at a crown prince is simply… unusual. Then he arrives at sword training. And discovers exactly who she is. Sein's chapters tell the complete story. Zeya's add his perspective. Listen to one or both. For story art, updates, and glimpses into the journ...

She already knows who he is. Crown Prince, admired by everyone, promised to another. She's not particularly impressed. But those pale green eyes follow her out of the Archives anyway. Zeya: Chapter 2 follows, the same moment, his perspective. Listen on or follow Sein's chapters alone. Either way, the story is complete. For story art, updates, and glimpses into the journey ahead: seinzeya...

She discovers she actually has power. But as Spirit of Cloth, what exactly is she meant to do? Laundry? Hardly.  With a bit of creativity, she starts granting wishes in her own unexpected way. And somehow, she ends up with actual devotees. Then she sees a pair of pale eyes. And her heart stops. She remembers. For story art, updates, and glimpses into the journey ahead: seinzeya.com Read on: Inkitt...

She doesn't know who she is. But somewhere in everything she has forgotten, she senses there is something worth remembering. Sein's story begins here. For story art, updates, and glimpses into the journey ahead: seinzeya.com Read on: Inkitt  or  Scribble Hub Follow us on Instagram: @seinzeya