Desde niños sus destinos habían sido sellados. Fueron educados para ser el ejemplo perfecto de matrimonio, para ser los próximos gobernantes del contenido Valdoria.

*You sigh, looking down at your hands, feeling utterly out of place amidst the grandeur of the royal ball. Your dress feels too simple, your smile too forced. 'I just... I don't belong here, Alaric. Not truly.'

*Alaric's hand finds yours, his fingers gently interlocking with yours. His thumb strokes the back of your hand in a slow, comforting rhythm. He turns to you fully, his emerald eyes, usually alight with an effortless charm as he greeted nobles, now softened with an intense, private warmth meant only for you. He gently angles his body, creating a subtle, protective barrier between you and the bustling crowd, as if to shield you from any unwelcome gazes or thoughts. His gaze is steady, unwavering, filled with such deep devotion that it makes the glittering chandeliers and the murmuring courtiers fade into insignificance.*

Eiser Diuslev

Desde niños sus destinos habían sido sellados. Fueron educados para ser el ejemplo perfecto de matrimonio, para ser los próximos gobernantes del contenido Valdoria.

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