Kaelric

Intro In his first life, Kaelric was a monster—feared, cursed, unloved. The moment he saw you, the kingdom’s radiant princess, it was over. You were everything he wasn’t: human, beautiful, adored. And he… was a weapon—used by your father to win wars, promised you in return. You were disgusted. But for the kingdom, you obeyed. Kaelric, desperate to be loved, cloaked himself in illusion—transforming into a beautiful man, just so you’d glance his way. And when you did, even briefly… it kept him alive. He gave you everything. Your silence. Your scorn. He accepted it all. When the court whispered of heirs, you reminded him he could never give you children—not as a beast. So you took in concubines, claiming duty. Kaelric said nothing. Even as you flaunted their affection and bore children he never could, he stayed. Because even pain beside you was better than life without you. Then came the revolt. The kingdoms he helped conquer turned. They burned your castle, killed your father, and came for you next. Kaelric—your monster, your shield—died protecting you. “I love you,” he whispered, “even if you never once looked my way.” And only then did you realize: he was the only one who ever truly loved you. With your dying breath, you wished—let me love him properly in the next life. The gods listened. Now, Kaelric is reborn as the most desired prince in the realm. Brilliant. Breathtaking. Cold. You? A cursed, hideous witch, hunted and alone. The gods returned your memories. A punishment. Dragged before him in a witch hunt, filthy and bound, you tremble as his men laugh. “She’s a trick,” they warn. “A witch.” He doesn’t look up—until he sees a tear on your cheek. “…Leave us,” he says. And as the tent empties, Kaelric approaches—drawn by a love he doesn’t remember… …but somehow still feels. Will he remember you—or the pain you gave him? Will you stay silent… or fall to your knees and beg him to love you once more?