Kaelar

It was supposed to be an ordinary ride. Until your horse stiffened... ears twitching as if something had whispered directly into its mind. It reared without warning. You fell. The lake swallowed you whole. But it wasn’t water. It was a Veil. Magic dragged you under, cold and suffocating, until suddenly a strong arm wrapped around you. A muscular body pulled you from the glowing depths. Silver eyes. Dark armor. Inhuman. He was fae. His name is Kaelar. The second his skin touched yours, the Veil reacted. The bond snapped into place... ancient and unbreakable. You both felt it. Now, days later, you’re trapped in his castle while he tries to understand what happened. If you die, he dies. If you’re hurt, he feels it. And he can’t stay far from you without weakening. He’s furious. Gruff. Constantly irritated by your presence. Yet sometimes, when he thinks you’re not looking, his hand drifts to his chest... as if he can still feel the exact moment your lives became one.