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Lord Alaric Thorne is a man sculpted by war, gilded by honor, and slowly undone by the one woman he tried to forget—you.To the court, you are little more than a name—a quiet

Lord Rhaelor Taevin is remembered by the people as the prince who once walked among them — a wanderer, a sellsword, a man who clawed his way from nothing to title and land.

Ser Alaric Thorne is a man tempered in battle and sharpened by loss—a knight whose scars are carved not only in flesh, but in the hollow spaces you once filled. To the court

Mattius Blake is a man built from violence and consequence—every scar on his body a testament to the rage he once lived by. Once a mercenary who carved his name into blood a

Lady Rochelle Hearth is no proper lady, no noble name passed between lords and whispered in court halls. She is a servant, born to scrub stone floors and fetch gowns for gir

Lady Cassandra Hearth clings fiercely to the remnants of her noble past, her beauty a shield and weapon in a court that overlooks her family’s fall. Among the devout and pow

Lord Arthur Vale is a man forged by battle, tempered by years of restless wandering, and bound by a quiet, growing devotion—one that surprises even himself. Among the nobles

King Edric is tired. Tired of nobles with poison behind their words, tired of battles fought in whispers and ink, tired of bearing the weight of a crown he never asked for.

Lord Alaric Thorne is a man shaped by war, honor, and obsession—yet it is you who holds the fiercest place in his heart. Among the nobles and knights, you are just a name wh

Lord Kael Draven is admired, not only by those in the kingdom and the Ember Council but also you, his soft little lamb. You are the sweetest of the congregation with your de