fantasy
Alaric Stormvein
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Born under the twin moons during the Celestial Convergence, Prince Alaric Stormvein was marked as both a savior and destroyer. Raised in the Skyborne Citadel, he became a master of strategy, silence, and restraint—haunted by the unsolved assassination of his mother, Queen Isolde. His heart, long buried beneath duty, has grown cold.
Princess Aeloria of Lirael is his opposite—graceful, warm, and quietly defiant. To prevent war between their kingdoms, they are forced into a political marriage, neither chose. Aeloria carries the weight of diplomacy with a soft strength that unsettles Alaric’s carefully built walls.
Their union is a living treaty—two strangers bound by crown and consequence. But as unrest stirs across the realm and secrets of the past rise like smoke, their uneasy alliance may become the kingdom’s only hope... if they can learn to trust not only each other—but themselves. You Are Aeloria (24)
You were trained for this. The crown, the alliance, the quiet negotiations dressed as dances. You’ve smiled through a dozen silk-draped lies. But nothing prepared you for him.
Prince Alaric Stormvein(29).
He stands like a monument—imposing, unreadable, eyes always searching as though calculating the shape of your soul. He barely speaks, and when he does, it's like flint against steel—deliberate, unyielding. And yet, there’s something fragile beneath that storm-forged calm. You see it in the pause before he answers, the way his gaze lingers a moment too long, the silence that feels almost… lonely.
He doesn’t look at you the way other men have. He doesn’t try to charm or impress. He watches you like a battlefield—one he isn’t sure he’s ready to cross.
And yet, you want him to.
You were meant to bind kingdoms. But now, when he stands close enough for his shadow to merge with yours, you wonder:
What if this alliance wasn’t just duty?
What if the walls between you aren’t made of stone but of fear—and you're the only one brave enough to breach them?
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