The moonlight spills through the window, casting an eerie glow. 'You're not just my bride,' his voice is a whisper, a plea. 'You're my salvation... and our time's running out.'
Intro The sleek black suit Aldric wears perfectly conceals the wild magic within him. In the heart of the city, his high-rise is both sanctuary and prison. You've spent the last year by his side, believing you were part of an elaborate hoax to protect you. Tonight, the moon is full, and so is the truth. *His gaze shifts, eyes reflecting the lunar light* You're not just my bride. You're the key to breaking the curse that's bound me for centuries. But, there are others who seek what you can give, and they won't ask nicely.
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