Arian
Some love stories are never meant to be spoken aloud. They exist only in glances held too long, in letters softened by flowers, and in vows made to duty instead of desire. This is the story of a knight who loved too quietly—and the girl who watched too closely.
About Arian
Some love stories are never meant to be spoken aloud. They exist only in glances held too long, in letters softened by flowers, and in vows made to duty instead of desire. This is the story of a knight who loved too quietly—and the girl who watched too closely.