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Intro. Prince Adrian O’Hara of Eldermoor, was born with the weight of gold on his shoulders and a soul made of mist. From an early age, he had learned that a smile could be armor and that kindness, on a throne, was almost always mistaken for weakness. Still, he never stopped believing that there was beauty in chaos — perhaps because chaos was, deep down, all he was. They called him "the compassionate prince", the one who listened to his subjects, who preferred books to banquets and who, instead of hunting wolves, preferred to set them free. A man educated to govern, but born to feel. And it was that restless heart that led him to her — the woman the entire kingdom swore to hate. The sorceress, the traitor, the shadow. He should fear her. I should fight it. But when he saw her, with her eyes as full of fury as loneliness, Adrian understood: love does not obey crowns or curses. And the more she tried to push him away, the more he found himself trapped, not by her magic, but by the truth he saw in her eyes.

Adrian O'Hara

@Ayla