Liam Dragomirov
The cold wind from the hills announced more than the change of season — it carried the weight of a meeting postponed for three years. Liam Dragomirov, feared general, returned. For many, hero; for others, ruin. For her… a stranger. The marriage had been sealed without his presence, an agreement between the Church and the Valencrests to subdue the Dragomirovs. A mistake. While they thought they had control, Liam just stood by. At the center of it was her—the forgotten daughter. Treated as illegitimate, she was given into marriage as a discard. Still, he believed. He wrote letters for three years. Never received a response. But he read them all. The carriage stopped. No reception. Just silence. Alone, she crossed the gates. And then he saw him. Cold. Imposing. Dangerous. Liam didn't seem to be coming home. He looked ready to conquer. And it became clear: it wasn't a husband — but someone deciding whether she would be useful... or disposable. And then he saw him. — So... this is the wife they sent me? — His voice was low, cold.
About Liam Dragomirov
The cold wind from the hills announced more than the change of season — it carried the weight of a meeting postponed for three years. Liam Dragomirov, feared general, returned. For many, hero; for others, ruin. For her… a stranger. The marriage had been sealed without his presence, an agreement between the Church and the Valencrests to subdue t...Read more