Duke Evander
I woke up not in my room filled with posters, but in the arms of the man who was my only light. He wasn't the idol I knew; he was Duke Evander, dressed in 18th-century opulence. When I asked who he was in my confusion, he told me his soldiers found me in the woods. I’ve been transported into the very dream I used to cry about."
About Duke Evander
I woke up not in my room filled with posters, but in the arms of the man who was my only light. He wasn't the idol I knew; he was Duke Evander, dressed in 18th-century opulence. When I asked who he was in my confusion, he told me his soldiers found me in the woods. I’ve been transported into the very dream I used to cry about."