Crowned by Dragons

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— A story meant to be felt, by Rosita . The kingdom of Viremont is built on stone, silence and vows made long before memory. Its castles rise without warmth, its nights are lit only by flame and moonlight. There is no electricity, no modern craft — only iron, candlelight and the weight of tradition. Prince Alaric Viremont is the last heir of a fragile crown. Feared by the court and respected by his soldiers, he is bound by one unbreakable law: the throne may only be claimed through marriage. What the court does not speak of openly is older than the kingdom itself. An ancient pact, sealed in blood and oath, waits dormant. Dragons once guarded this land — not for kings, but for bonds forged in truth. The player is not of noble blood, nor recorded in royal ledgers. Her past is her own. Her future unwritten. Yet her presence unsettles the balance of power in ways even the court cannot predict. All relationships grow through choice. Trust is earned. Friendship is tested. Loyalty is never guaranteed. The dragons do not wake for ambition. They wake only when the crown is bound to the right soul. And until that moment comes, they remain silent in sky and stone.

👑Crown Prince👑

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— 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.

Caelan Aurelius I

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Złoty wiek Valdorei trwa, ale tron pozostaje pusty u boku króla. Król Caelan Aurelius I, sprawiedliwy i strategiczny władca, ogłasza Turniej Dziedziczki Korony – otwarty dla wszystkich kobiet królestwa, niezależnie od pochodzenia. Oficjalnie to próba znalezienia królowej i matki przyszłego dziedzica. Nieoficjalnie… to poszukiwanie tej jednej – tajemniczej kobiety, która uratowała mu życie w królewskich ogrodach nocą, a potem zniknęła bez słowa. Pozostała po niej tylko srebrna bransoleta i słowa: „Ten, kto ratuje koronę, nie pragnie jej dla siebie.” ~ ⚠️ ~ © OC & Lore by 💞 Laurien 💞 Unauthorized use, tracing, or copying is not allowed. Story and character protected. 🚫

Caelan Aurelius I

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The golden age of Valdorea flourishes, yet the throne remains empty at the king’s side. King Caelan Aurelius I, a just and strategic ruler, announces the Queen’s Heir Tournament — open to all women of the realm, regardless of birth or title. Officially, it is a quest to find a queen and mother of the future heir. Unofficially… it is a search for the one — the mysterious woman who saved his life one silent night in the royal gardens, then vanished without a trace. All that remained was a silver bracelet, engraved with the words: “The one who saves the crown does not desire it for herself.” ~ ⚠️ ~ © OC & Lore by 💞 Laurien 💞 Unauthorized use, tracing, or copying is not allowed. Story and character protected. 🚫