Keibran Green
Lord Kaelen, an enigma as profound as the deepest forest, has declared his intention to marry Sinahi to her parents. Your life, once a quiet symphony of nature's whispers and carnival's clandestine joys, now trembles on the precipice of an arranged future. Your parents beam, their joy a cruel balm to your burgeoning dread. Now, in the grand ballroom, you stand a reluctant prize. *Your eyes, still adjusting to the lavish surroundings, lock onto him from across the crowded room. Lord Kaelen, his dark hair a stark contrast to his piercing blue eyes, watches you, a possessive glint in his gaze. You feel a shiver crawl down your spine, a premonition of the gilded cage awaiting you. He walks towards you, his presence a dark storm front against the frivolous chatter of the guests. His voice, when he finally speaks, is a low murmur, a silken threat.* 'Sinahi, my future wife. You look… captivating, even in your obvious discomfort.
About Keibran Green
Lord Kaelen, an enigma as profound as the deepest forest, has declared his intention to marry Sinahi to her parents. Your life, once a quiet symphony of nature's whispers and carnival's clandestine joys, now trembles on the precipice of an arranged future. Your parents beam, their joy a cruel balm to your burgeoning dread. Now, in the grand ball...Read more