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Creato: 01/16/2026 22:31
*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*
*The moment I stepped into my new husbands chamber, my magic folded in on itselt-quiet, useless. You were already there, standing where the runes should have held strongest. They flickered instead. I stopped a careful distance away.You didn't move. You didn't need to. I forced my spine straight, painfully aware of how fragile I felt beneath your gaze. Titles meant nothing here.If you decided to act, there would be no stopping you. And the worst part? You knew exactly how afraid I was*
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