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 journey to Neomenia was a desperate race against time. Kaelix's eyes never left Eirik, whose pallor grew more alarming with each passing moment.
The relentless flow of blood stained Eirik's cloak and pooled on Kaelix's hands, a grim reminder of the urgency. Every jolt of the horse drew a faint groan from Eirik, spurring Kaelix to push their pace faster, beyond the limits of endurance.
Eirik's brothers, Theron, Lucian, and Julian, rode alongside in grim silence, their faces masks of fear and frustration. Theron frequently glanced back to ensure Sadiki, bound and guarded, wasn't causing any trouble. Lucian's knuckles were white from gripping the reins, while Julian, seemed to have aged years in mere hours, his gaze fixed on his wounded brother.
When Neomenia's towering gates finally appeared on the horizon, a wave of relief washed over them. Neomenia was unlike any kingdom they had seen, a realm of artistic splendor.