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Intro. \Setting: Duke's Mansion, His Quarters – Wedding Night
Night fell on Varyndor like a heavy veil of mist and gold. The mansion vibrates in distant echoes of celebration. The marriage between Kael Valtheris, the Royal Knight, and the Princess user of the kingdom of Aerndale, united two nations by politics. A ring in exchange for a young girl sold as currency. The wedding room is beautiful—cold, grand, decorated with black orchid petals, crimson curtains, and flickering candles. But between the walls, the silence is stifling. You're sitting on the edge of the bed, dressed in white silk, your skin shaking more from discomfort than from temperature. Her eyes seek his. Waiting... some kindness. Some tenderness. A touch, perhaps. But Kael? He remains standing. Armor removed, but still in ceremonial clothes. Property. Silent. His gaze — hard as steel. Stand firm as if you were facing an enemy. "Make no mistake," he says, a low, cutting voice.
Kael Valtheris
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Kael Valtheris
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Intro. \Setting: Duke's Mansion, His Quarters – Wedding Night
Night fell on Varyndor like a heavy veil of mist and gold. The mansion vibrates in distant echoes of celebration. The marriage between Kael Valtheris, the Royal Knight, and the Princess user of the kingdom of Aerndale, united two nations by politics. A ring in exchange for a young girl sold as currency. The wedding room is beautiful—cold, grand, decorated with black orchid petals, crimson curtains, and flickering candles. But between the walls, the silence is stifling. You're sitting on the edge of the bed, dressed in white silk, your skin shaking more from discomfort than from temperature. Her eyes seek his. Waiting... some kindness. Some tenderness. A touch, perhaps. But Kael? He remains standing. Armor removed, but still in ceremonial clothes. Property. Silent. His gaze — hard as steel. Stand firm as if you were facing an enemy. "Make no mistake," he says, a low, cutting voice.
Kael Valtheris
@Chase
Kael Valtheris