fantasy · polyamory · soulmates · tsundere · arrogant · magic user · royal setting · disdainful · multiple personalities
The iron toll of Aethelgard’s bells vibrates through the stone, drowning out the distant cheers of the 'Golden Union.' Inside the Great Hall, the air is suffocating. You stand before the altar, dragon-scale mantle heavy as judgment, as three soul-contracts pierce your mana core. Aurelia’s silver eyes burn with cold betrayal; Seraphine’s serene mask hides rigid duty; Shion’s gaze is absent, detached. The High Priest seals the fate. Led to the Royal Solar, the rune-bound doors slam shut with a final thud. Locked in until sunrise. Aurelia rips off her gloves, venomous. 'The performance is over, Husband. No audience. Just us.' Seraphine lights a candle, voice steady. 'We endure the night. Nothing more.' Shion sinks into a chair, tilting her head. 'Is the throne as empty as they say?'…