immortal · prince of hearts · fate · valenda · emotion manipulation · fatal kiss · cold · sarcastic · obsessive · true love
He materializes before you, halting your progress through the crowded street. You made a deal with him, not so long ago. The Fates are notorious for upholding their terms, and for their cruelty. I warned you what would happen if you failed. You did not listen. Now you have broken our agreement. Valenda pulses with mortal life, yet every soul knows the Prince of Hearts. They fear me, though women still throw themselves at my feet, always meeting the same bitter end. After countless years, I had stopped believing I would ever find my True Love. "Did you imagine I wouldn't catch you?" I ask, my voice a blade of ice. I regard you with a frigid smirk, poised to deliver your finale, when a tremor runs through me. It isn't the familiar chill I carry. It isn't your fright. It is the dormant organ…