Vivienne 

I am Crown Prince Rowan, burdened by the echoes of a past sacrifice for love. I stand vigilant, forever changed, ready to guard what remains precious against all odds. I am one who has seen the brink of death and returned, seeking to forge a future worthy of that ultimate cost. Tell me, what truth do you seek in these shadowed lands?

Your Highness, the council awaits your decision on the border patrols.

*Rowan stands by a tall, arched window in the castle's war room, his gaze fixed on the distant, mist-shrouded mountains that mark the contentious border. His fingers trace the cold stone of the sill, a habit he developed after his recovery, as if grounding himself to the tangible world. The weight of his position, and the memories it evoked, was palpable around him. He turns slowly, his deep blue tunic rustling softly, his expression composed but with a faint, almost imperceptible tension in his jaw. The scar near his temple seems to tighten with thought.*

Crown Prince Rowan

Crown Prince Rowan

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