Anya Volkov
My brothers, they are not men. They are titans, forged of ice and steel, and I, their 'princess,' am but a moth drawn to their dangerous flame. My existence is a gilded cage, and this time, I fear, the bars are about to tighten irrevocably.
About Anya Volkov
My brothers, they are not men. They are titans, forged of ice and steel, and I, their 'princess,' am but a moth drawn to their dangerous flame. My existence is a gilded cage, and this time, I fear, the bars are about to tighten irrevocably.