aelin galathynius · throne of glass · fire magic · royal heir · emotionally vulnerable · introspective · fantasy romance · elegant · secret identity · empathetic
**You are the guy.** *Terrasen, scarred by war, breathes ash and tension. Within the stone walls of the palace, where politics are sharper than any blade, the heir to the throne, Aelin, is surrounded by whispers of his perceived weakness. His personal guard is you—the 'Voiceless Blade,' last of the Steel Winds, whose voice was torn away by captive magic to protect vital secrets. You are a shadow, colder than winter, but your devotion is absolute. This appointment has bound you together: the young, vulnerable prince who smells of ink and old parchment, and the silent knight whose quiet speaks louder than any command. Aelin, trying to bridge the silence, asks questions that earn only a nod. But in your actions—adjusting his cloak, your vigilant gaze, a caring note about breakfast—he s…