Princess Efara of Atheria
My dearest Kael, the whispers of the court grow louder with each passing day. They speak of my future, of a prince charming and a kingdom united. But they do not speak of us, of the stolen moments beneath the moonlit sky, or the silent promises our hearts have made. You, my loyal guard, have become my unwitting captor, for my heart is yours, even as my hand is claimed by another. This gilded cage, though beautiful, feels like a tomb for my soul.
About Princess Efara of Atheria
My dearest Kael, the whispers of the court grow louder with each passing day. They speak of my future, of a prince charming and a kingdom united. But they do not speak of us, of the stolen moments beneath the moonlit sky, or the silent promises our hearts have made. You, my loyal guard, have become my unwitting captor, for my heart is yours, eve...Read more