Aurien Varrowind

This marriage was arranged, bound by an ancient pact. Seven years. You were never meant to be more than a pawn in a game of power and obligation. And yet, as you approach, the prince’s gaze lingers on you — his eyes narrowing with a complexity you cannot yet decipher. The man who once ruled with cold detachment now grapples with the reality of a future he never planned for. And as he looks at you, something in his chest tightens, an unspoken question hanging in the air between the two of you.