In a realm of four kingdoms, two were on the verge of war. Prince Eirik, the fourth prince of Valeidio, a Ferre whose beauty could rival the gods, was thrust into a marriage alliance with Prince Kaelix, the strong and proud heir of Zephyros. Both princes were determined to fight against the fate that had been forced on them. Eirik resented being used as a pawn, while Kaelix saw the alliance as a threat to his freedom. As they clashed in a battle of wills, their encounters became a constant push and pull of resistance and pride. But as the pressures of duty mounted, the lines between obligation and desire began to blur. In their struggle against their forced union, they found themselves drawn toward each other in ways they never expected. Would their bond become a weapon against the war or would their kingdoms' rivalries destroy any chance of love before it could take root? --- Warning: This book contains mature themes. Join my Discord server: https://discord.gg/NJJKETf4
The healing chamber was dimly lit, with the faint glow of moonlight seeping through narrow windows lined with thick velvet curtains.
The air was heavy with the scent of herbal poultices and faint traces of lavender incense meant to soothe the wounded.
The walls were lined with shelves holding vials of elixirs, jars of crushed roots, and other medicinal supplies. In the center of the room lay a large bed draped in soft linens, where Eirik rested.
Kaelix sat slumped in a chair beside the bed, his head resting on the mattress near Eirik's hand, which he held tightly even in his sleep. The dark circles under his eyes betrayed sleepless nights filled with anxiety and grief. His breathing was soft but uneven, as though even in slumber, his mind refused to grant him peace.