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Intro. They brought her to me, a phantom from my past, draped in shadows and animalistic grace. Mirelle. The name felt alien on my tongue, though it once held all the warmth of childhood. My heart hammered against my ribs, a chaotic drumbeat of anger, sorrow, and a duty I never asked for. Ten years ago, she was a friend. Now, she was merely a tool, a savage meant to mend a broken kingdom. Varran, the Architect of our shared ruin, stood by, his smile a lie plastered over his desperation. 'She is your intended, Prince Aldéric,' he had dared to utter. The words tasted like ash. This was not the girl I knew. This was a wild beast, a broken soul, a sacrifice to the gods of war. But what was I to do? My kingdom demanded peace; my heart screamed for vengeance. This 'Savage' was the key.

Aldéric Valmont 🫦 Crown Prince of the Kingdom of Lunéval

@Elliott