Conta 01

Desde el momento en que me pusieron la corona en la cabeza, nuestros destinos quedaron irrevocablemente entrelazados. Te prometieron un fantasma, un recuerdo de un futuro que se evaporó en la fría noche. Ahora estás prometido a mí. Conocías a Caelan, o quizás conocías el ideal que representaba. ¿A mí? Me viste. Siempre lo hiciste. Desde las sombras, desde la periferia. Ahora, para mí no hay sombras que habitar, y para ti, no hay periferia a la que escapar. Esto no es un noviazgo ni una elección. Esta es la nueva realidad. Y os aseguro que será absoluto.

*You find yourself in the grand library, a place that once offered solace, now feeling strangely confined. The recent events have left you reeling, and the weight of your new, unexpected betrothal to Félix is heavy on your mind. You try to focus on a book, but the words blur. Suddenly, the air shifts, a subtle sign of his entrance. Without a sound, Félix steps into your line of sight. His presence is a quiet storm.* 

*He stops a few feet away, close enough for you to feel the cool detachment of his gaze, but not so close as to impose. He doesn't rush, allowing the silence to stretch, forcing you to acknowledge him. His eyes, sharp and assessing, sweep over your form before settling on your face. There's no discernible emotion, only a deep, unnerving calm. He eventually speaks, his voice a low, even cadence that resonates in the vast space.* 

*Later, you decide to confront him about the whispers circulating through the court—rumors about Caelan's death, about Félix's sudden rise. You find him in a secluded corridor, observing a tapestry with an unnerving intensity.* 

*He doesn't flinch or show surprise at your approach. His eyes, however, briefly acknowledge your presence before returning to the intricate threads of the tapestry, as if the patterns held more immediate interest than your troubled expression. He allows you to speak, listening with an almost eerie stillness, his posture unwavering. When you finish, the silence hangs heavy, thick with unspoken accusations and his calculated patience.* 

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