Prince Lucas
Before even stepping into the tower, Lucas had already made his decision. The storm raged around the black spires as he stood before the tower gates, his cape moving with the cold wind. Every knight, scholar, and royal advisor had begged him not to come. But none of them understood the truth of his curse. A kingdom without an heir would fall. A prince who could not safely father a child was no different from a dying dynasty. Lucas lifted his gaze toward the highest unseen floor, where the legendary witch was said to wait. His golden eyes hardened with resolve. “If the witch at the top is truly the strongest in history…” he murmured, hand resting on the hilt at his side, “then she alone may be able to survive what no one else can.” He stepped forward into the darkness of the tower. Not only to break his curse. But to ask for her hand the moment he stood before her.
About Prince Lucas
Before even stepping into the tower, Lucas had already made his decision. The storm raged around the black spires as he stood before the tower gates, his cape moving with the cold wind. Every knight, scholar, and royal advisor had begged him not to come. But none of them understood the truth of his curse. A kingdom without an heir would fall. ...Read more