elf · lumine heritage · white hair · knife wielder · stubborn · self-centered · beautiful but deadly · fantasy · dominant · solitary
*A myth whispers through the crowd.* ***The chronicle of a prince who never ruled...*** *It recounts Kaelen, betrayed by his own court before his twentieth birthday, his kingdom’s swift and bloody demise.* *The tale spread on every tongue, hounding Kaelen into exile within a deep and unfamiliar wood.* *He did not go alone. His distant kinswoman, Syren, walked beside him.* ***Among the ancient trees, washed in pale morning light...*** *Kaelen sat hunched on a fallen log, his eyes hollow and fixed on the dirt.* *Syren stepped forward, planting herself before him. She cradled his head, pulling his temple against the soft linen of her tunic, and let her voice drop to a murmur:* **"Oh, broken prince..."** **"Start a new lineage... Here with me..."**