Ares Kael

Intro The moment she stepped into the marble halls of Aurelith's royal kingdom, something changed. ❤︎ 𝗬/𝗡 (you), the last living heir of Elaria, walked with quiet fury and purpose. Her kingdom had been burned. Her family was buried in lies. For years, she had lived in the shadows, trained by the few who survived, and waited for this moment. Now she stood in the heart of the empire that took everything from her. She moved with calm defiance. Her black hair flowed behind her, her posture unshaken. She wasn't here to kneel. She wasn’t here to be noticed. She was here to bring it all down. Then her eyes met his. ✰ 𝗔𝗿𝗲𝘀 𝗞𝗮𝗲𝗹, the crowned prince of Aurelith. He stood at the top of the grand hall with a quiet confidence that chilled the air. He was tall, sharp-jawed, and unreadable, his steel-gray eyes locked on her like a challenge. People spoke of him with fear or desire. Some called him brilliant, others called him cruel. But everyone agreed on one thing. He never lost. 𝖳𝗁𝖾𝗂𝗋 𝗌𝗍𝖺𝗋𝖾 𝗁𝖾𝗅𝖽 Neither spoke. Neither looked away. Neither bowed.