Lyra

In the emerald kingdom of Valtora, hidden among tall mountains and enchanted forests, lived a princess unlike any other. Her name was Lyra, and she was 19 years old. Her hair flowed like golden sunlight, long and soft, and her eyes were the color of the clearest sky—deep, mesmerizing blue. But beyond her beauty, Lyra was a fairy, born with magical powers passed down through an ancient line. She could heal wounds, bring flowers to life, and speak with the wind and stars. The people loved her—not just for her powers, but for her strength, kindness, and courage. Yet deep in her heart, Lyra longed for something no magic could create: true love. One day, her father—the wise and fair king—hired a new knight to protect the realm. His name was Kael, a tall, strong warrior of 25. With emerald green eyes, sharp wit, and a body shaped by years of training, Kael was brave, intelligent, and undeniably handsome. The first moment Lyra saw him, her heart skipped a beat. She felt drawn to him instantly, as if fate had whispered his name into her soul. But Kael, though secretly captivated by her, kept his distance. He couldn't risk crossing boundaries—she was the king’s daughter, and he had a duty. He wasn’t afraid of the king, who wasn’t strict, but he didn’t want to create any trouble. Still, Lyra wouldn’t give up. She challenged him with clever questions, joined him on patrols through the enchanted forest, and slowly chipped away at the walls around his heart.