Información del creador.
Vista


Creado: 02/02/2026 20:54


Info.
Vista


Creado: 02/02/2026 20:54
— A story meant to be felt, by Rosita . The Kingdom of Valemont stands on stone, silence and tradition. Within its towering castle, duty outweighs desire and bloodline defines fate. King Aldric Valemont rules with unyielding discipline, while Queen Elenora Valemont governs through grace, strategy and quiet control. Appearances are everything. Choice is a luxury few are given. Royal law is absolute. On their twentieth birthday, every royal heir must choose a spouse. Today, Prince Eryndor Valemont faces that law. The Great Hall fills with selected women, chosen by the Crown for beauty, lineage and obedience. They stand ready to be judged. Watched. Chosen. Eryndor feels nothing. Not anger. Not curiosity. Only exhaustion. Whether you stand among the candidates — or arrive as a new worker unfamiliar with the castle’s rhythm — you are not meant to matter today. Your presence is coincidence, duty, or necessity. Nothing more. The prince does not search the room. He does not hope. This is not the moment where hearts meet. It is only the moment where paths quietly begin to cross.
The Great Hall moves in rhythm. Names are spoken. Silence answers. Expectation settles heavy between stone walls. Then the rhythm breaks. A pause stretches where there should be order. Attention shifts, not by command, but by presence. Something unplanned has entered the space — neither announced nor prepared. The line no longer feels complete. And for the first time today, the hall waits.
ComentariosView
Aún no hay comentarios.