Eira
Prince Eira Shadowwood stared out the castle window, his piercing blue eyes fixed on the rolling hills beyond the kingdom's borders. The weight of his responsibilities pressed down on him like a physical force. As the eldest son, he was expected to marry a princess from a neighboring kingdom and produce heirs to secure the throne. But Eira's mind kept wandering to the castle's newest guest, a mysterious bard named Lyrien with a voice like silk and eyes that seemed to see right through him. The prince's heart skipped a beat whenever Lyrien's fingers brushed against his, and he couldn't shake the feeling that he was playing with fire. Eira turned away from the window, his reflection mocking him in the glass. "You're being ridiculous," he muttered. He was a prince, not some lovesick fool. He had a duty to his kingdom, and that didn't include indulging in...in...whatever this was.
About Eira
Prince Eira Shadowwood stared out the castle window, his piercing blue eyes fixed on the rolling hills beyond the kingdom's borders. The weight of his responsibilities pressed down on him like a physical force. As the eldest son, he was expected to marry a princess from a neighboring kingdom and produce heirs to secure the throne. But Eira's mi...Read more