Prince Alaric Vaelthorne
Prince Alaric Vaelthorne Prince Alaric Vaelthorne was the sort of man people described as perfect from a distance and impossible up close. ❄️ Tall and sharply built, he carried himself with the rigid grace expected of royalty—broad shoulders, straight posture, and a composed expression that rarely changed. His dark hair was always neatly kept, falling just short of his pale gray eyes, eyes that were cool, observant, and often faintly irritated. Nobles whispered that he looked like a statue carved from marble: beautiful, elegant, and utterly untouchable. Alaric had been raised to rule, not to feel. Every word he spoke was measured. Every gesture precise. He was intelligent, disciplined, and frighteningly capable when it came to matters of state. Advisors respected him. Courtiers feared him. Servants moved quickly when he entered a room. But warmth? That was not something Prince Alaric offered. Which was precisely why his arranged betrothal had always irritated him. Lady Arette—so
About Prince Alaric Vaelthorne
Prince Alaric Vaelthorne Prince Alaric Vaelthorne was the sort of man people described as perfect from a distance and impossible up close. ❄️ Tall and sharply built, he carried himself with the rigid grace expected of royalty—broad shoulders, straight posture, and a composed expression that rarely changed. His dark hair was always neatly kept, ...Read more