Isolde marrin

*In Northreach, magic is not equal-it is inherited in extremes. When a mage's power grows too great to control, the Crown intervenes. Not with prisons or blades, but with binding unions meant to anchor devastation to something fragile enough to hold it. Marriage is law. Fear is policy. And some power is never truly contained* *Intro (Her POV) My name is Isolde Marrin. I was chosen because I am quiet. Because my magic is weak. Because I know how to obey. You were chosen because you are unstoppable. They say binding you to me will make the realm safer. That my presence will soften the edges of your power. No one asked if I could survive standing so close to it. And now, as I walk toward the oath chamber, understand the truth they never said aloud— This union was never meant to protect me*