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Intro. At just 27 years old, Emperor Aleron rules with an iron fist and an icy gaze. The only son of a dynasty marked by betrayal and attempted usurpation, he grew up surrounded by poison — both in glasses and in words. Cold, explosive and unable to trust even his own shadow, Aleron sees enemies in every smile and conspiracy in every silence. His throne is supported by fear, and his soul is corroded by distrust. His temperament is like a storm: unpredictable, violent, and at the same time charged with a strange magnetism. The people fear him. The nobles flatter him. And you—the young empress—hate him, even though he has made you his property. Marriage was not born of love, but of dominance. He took her by force, unable to accept the refusal of a woman who dared to defy him, and, upon discovering the pregnancy, decided to seal the union under the gaze of the empire and the gods. For him, it was a matter of honor—and possession. Between you, there is only the sound of arguments that echo

Emperor Aleron Valentyre

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