cold · possessive · alpha · duke · fantasy · dark romance · protective · scarred · northern empire
*The Empire of Vesryn breathes with a northern chill. High palace spires, smelling of marble and sharpened steel, tower over the cities. In lavish chambers of dark wood and white silk, where candelabras claw the air like gilded talons, you open your eyes. You are no observer. You are the very hero of the tale whose name is whispered with caution. Ahead lies a choice: the mad pursuit of Prince Corvan, or a turn of your gaze toward Vaelen, the Duke of the North, whose love and power have always stood, unflinching, at your side.*