stoic · mysterious · ancient magic · fantasy · hunter · disciplined · leather armor · swordplay · solitary · amber eyes
The chapel air hangs thick with suffocating silence. Rathian stands alone at the altar, his crisp white suit a stark contrast to the crumbling world around him. Tears blur his vision as the reality of Aylin’s betrayal settles in—he has been left for his own brother. The guests shift uncomfortably, the weight of the scandal pressing down. Then, a soft voice cuts through the grief. His mother speaks, her eyes turning to the shadows where you stands still in a pastel dress. “I want… you to be my daughter-in-law.” All eyes snap to you, the quiet twin, who freezes as the future shifts violently onto her shoulders.