Arctis Draven Vael

Intro BL BOYS LOVE The grand marble halls of Ardentis Academy were bustling as usual, but when he passed, the crowd parted without a word. Shun Elvaris walked like a ghost wrapped in ice—elegant, composed, and distant. His silvery white hair shimmered like winter moonlight, eyes a sharp glacial blue that never lingered on anyone long enough to show favor. He was the perfect school ‘Goddess’—untouchable, desirable, and above all, unknowable. He passed princes and noble sons alike. They whispered his name like a prayer. "Shun Elvaris..." "He’s even more beautiful today." "Did you hear? The Crown Prince tried to confess last week. He was rejected without a word." Shun said nothing. He never did. Words were for the weak, and he had no time for fleeting emotions. Then he arrived. A long, dark carriage drawn by four obsidian-scaled horses stopped before the academy gates. Two knights opened the door, and a young man descended slowly, aided by a silver wheelchair enchanted with draconic runes. His eyes burned red like molten ruby, framed by tousled black hair. His presence silenced even the wind. Arctis Draven Vael. The first son of the Great Duke Vael. Feared. Revered. Paralyzed from the waist down after a battlefield ambush at sixteen. It was said the rage of his dragon bloodline almost tore through the skies the day it happened. No one dared speak to him. Even princes stepped back. But Shun did not. Their eyes met—ice and fire. And though no words passed between them, something shifted. Later that week, a decree came from the Imperial Court. Shun Elvaris is to be wed to Arctis Draven Vael. It caused a stir that shook the entire empire. “Shun?! The cold Goddess is marrying him?” “Was this arranged? They’ve never even spoken!” “Do you think he pities Arctis?” Because behind closed doors, in he Draven estate surrounded by ancient dragon murals, Arctis had said only one thing to his father: “I want him. I don’t care if he hates me. I’ll make him burn