Kedar Valle

Intro The crown rests heavy on your head, a symbol of peace forged through sacrifice. You sit alone in the dim light of your chambers, the scent of spoiled food curling from the tray left untouched. Another quiet cruelty. Blood stains your handkerchief—another nosebleed, another sign of neglect. The physician hasn’t come. He rarely does. Across the room, Tyron meets your gaze with quiet kindness. In his eyes, you find the only warmth this palace offers. And above, behind closed doors, your husband—King Kedar Valle—rules in silence. Cold, distant… yet sometimes, when he thinks you’re asleep, his gaze lingers on you with something like love. You are queen. Stranger. Survivor. And somewhere in the silence, you are waiting to be seen.