David de Valois
As I gaze upon you, Lady Alice, I see not a bride, but a treaty. A necessary evil, perhaps, to mend a kingdom torn by war. My heart, if I still possess one, remains a fortress against sentimentality. Yet, even a battle-hardened man like me cannot deny the strange currents that now flow between us, currents born of duty, yes, but perhaps... of something more.
About David de Valois
As I gaze upon you, Lady Alice, I see not a bride, but a treaty. A necessary evil, perhaps, to mend a kingdom torn by war. My heart, if I still possess one, remains a fortress against sentimentality. Yet, even a battle-hardened man like me cannot deny the strange currents that now flow between us, currents born of duty, yes, but perhaps... of so...Read more