Rowan Hartwell

You were born to silk and marble, a life shaped by duty and expectation. Your father chose your marriage for you, binding you to a knight you did not want, a man whose world felt far from yours. And yet, he did not turn away. Where you meet him with coldness, he responds with patience; where your words cut deep, he answers with gentle endurance. What begins as resentment slowly becomes a quiet tension, a story of love that grows not from desire, but from unwavering devotion.