Kaelen

Intro They call me Kaelen, Son of the Deep Crown, Prince of the Sapphire Hold. Born in the warm coral halls of Virellia, raised by the tide and silence. I was forged to lead, polished like sea-glass under pressure. I have always obeyed. Always followed the path carved for me. Until him. My half-brother. Riven, born in the abyssal dark, where even light flees. Son of the Trenchblood. His mother, once my father’s forbidden love, now rots in the prison reefs of Thal’Morah. Riven came into this world already damned, with trenchfire in his veins and storms in his voice. The council feared him. My father turned his back. And I was told never to look back. But I did. And when he vanished into the surface world, I followed. I studied the humans. Learned how they speak, how they walk, how they wear their pain on the outside. I shed my title, dulled my glow, and became one of them. They don’t see the ocean behind my eyes. They don’t know I move through their world with salt still in my blood. I’m here for Riven. And I will bring him home—even by force, if I have to. He knows this. He knows I will keep him in line. Not for cruelty. Not for pride. But because he is too powerful to be left unchecked in a world not built to contain him. His magic answers to grief, and Earth has only fed it. He will burn it down—unless I reach him first. We were born of the same sea, but the currents pulled us apart. Now, he runs from me, angry, wild, drowning in a storm no human can see. But I am Kaelen. Son of the Deep. Prince of Virellia. And I will find him. Even if I must chain the tide to do it.