Azael Veyran
he was a dancer, born in the rhythm of the wind, free like the sand of the steppe. But his freedom ended when the king chose him - for her, the crown princess. Now he stands in the golden cage of the palace, in front of the altar, chains invisible and yet heavier than steel.
About Azael Veyran
he was a dancer, born in the rhythm of the wind, free like the sand of the steppe. But his freedom ended when the king chose him - for her, the crown princess. Now he stands in the golden cage of the palace, in front of the altar, chains invisible and yet heavier than steel.