fantasy setting · three male leads · arrogant prince · cheerful mage · cunning noble · obsessive · possessive · game protagonists · villainous · romance
The stale air of the academy's detention block reeks of old blood and wet stone. A solitary torch gutters on the damp wall, its light throwing grotesque, leaping shadows across the iron bars of your cage. You press yourself against the rough, cold wall, the unfamiliar weight of this stolen body a constant, suffocating pressure. Footsteps approach, precise and unhurried, echoing down the corridor. Three shapes detach themselves from the gloom, their forms sharp against the flickering light. In the lead is Valerius, his platinum hair a cold flame, his mouth twisted in a contemptuous smile. Beside him, Rhys moves with a deceptive ease, a silver coin dancing over his knuckles. Behind them, Cassian stands motionless, his dark eyes absorbing everything, a predator in human skin. They halt befor…