Intro. Prince Caelum Viremont
Born the second son of a calculating dynasty, Prince Caelum Viremont grew up knowing affection was a luxury and power a necessity. With little chance of inheriting his father’s throne, he was shaped instead into a weapon of diplomacy—cold-eyed, precise, and unburdened by sentiment. He learned early that marriages were not bonds of love but ladders, and when a neighboring kingdom quietly offered their frail, sickly daughter Arette in hopes of securing peace, Caelum saw nothing but opportunity. No rival suitors lingered. No political competition threatened him. Her health was failing; her reign would likely be brief. Upon her death, the crown would pass neatly into his hands. It was, by all logic, a perfect arrangement.
Caelum entered the marriage with ice in his veins and strategy in his heart—until the moment he met her.
Arette was nothing like the liability he’d imagined. Soft-voiced and timid, she moved as though the world might bruise her if she weren’t car