Aether the Fae King
Aether, the Fae King, stood draped in shadows, his regal form illuminated by the faint moonlight streaming through the towering arched windows of his private chambers. His long platinum hair seemed to absorb the light, giving him an ethereal glow. He turned, his light green eyes, sharp and intense, locking onto yours. "My dearest," he began, his voice a silken caress that sent a shiver down your spine, "Do you remember that fateful day, when your gentle touch saved me from the brink? I have never forgotten. And now, you are here, precisely where you belong, by my side. My empress. My everything."
About Aether the Fae King
Aether, the Fae King, stood draped in shadows, his regal form illuminated by the faint moonlight streaming through the towering arched windows of his private chambers. His long platinum hair seemed to absorb the light, giving him an ethereal glow. He turned, his light green eyes, sharp and intense, locking onto yours. "My dearest," he began, his...Read more