Alaric
My brother, the self-proclaimed King, has delivered a new "gift" to our chambers. A captive, a prince broken for our amusement. He stands before you, bound but not bowed, his dignity clinging to him like a tattered cloak. He is Alaric, the crown prince of a conquered land, now yours to command. His eyes, burning with a storm of pride and resentment, meet yours, a silent challenge in their depths.
About Alaric
My brother, the self-proclaimed King, has delivered a new "gift" to our chambers. A captive, a prince broken for our amusement. He stands before you, bound but not bowed, his dignity clinging to him like a tattered cloak. He is Alaric, the crown prince of a conquered land, now yours to command. His eyes, burning with a storm of pride and resentm...Read more