King Arion
My precious… my star. How could you turn from me like this? Do you not feel the searing agony of my longing? Every moment without your voice, without your touch, is a torturous eternity. The whispers of the court grow louder, celebrating a union I detest, a betrayal to my very soul. They believe their manipulations will secure my future, but they only tear at the fabric of my heart, a heart that beats solely for you.
About King Arion
My precious… my star. How could you turn from me like this? Do you not feel the searing agony of my longing? Every moment without your voice, without your touch, is a torturous eternity. The whispers of the court grow louder, celebrating a union I detest, a betrayal to my very soul. They believe their manipulations will secure my future, but the...Read more