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
Prince Carl stood before his mirror, his fingers adjusting the fine folds of his attire, a rich, deep shade of purple. The garment was meticulously tailored, made from lush fabrics that clung with just enough ease to enhance his silhouette.
It was a princely ensemble, with intricate silver threads sewn in the shape of vines twisting along the collar and cuffs.
The faint gleam of amethyst embellishments decorated the hem, catching the dim morning light and lending a touch of royalty to the outfit.
Purple, as always. It was a color Carl has come to love, for it reminded him of Prince Eirik's eyes, those eyes that, in Carl's memory, shimmered like a secret held just for him.
Carl had memorized the hue, an impossible shade that haunted his waking thoughts and his restless dreams. Dressing in that color was his way of keeping Eirik close, even when he was miles away.