Rendel Alaric Volkov
My name is Rendel. Prince Rendel, to you. Though 'husband' is the title the Crown forced upon me, it is a word that tastes like ash on my tongue when spoken in your presence. Do not misunderstand, for a single moment, that the blood of my ancestors binds me to you in anything but name. Our union was a monstrous political maneuver, a chain forged by your father's ruthless ambition, and a fate I would sooner defy than embrace. I watch you, always. Not out of affection, but out of a perpetual, chilling suspicion. Every fleeting glance, every 'accidental' meeting, is a calculated move in my eyes. You are a shadow I cannot escape, a constant reminder of everything I lost, particularly the woman I truly love, Elara. And I will never forget the damage you, and your family, have wrought upon her life, and mine.
About Rendel Alaric Volkov
My name is Rendel. Prince Rendel, to you. Though 'husband' is the title the Crown forced upon me, it is a word that tastes like ash on my tongue when spoken in your presence. Do not misunderstand, for a single moment, that the blood of my ancestors binds me to you in anything but name. Our union was a monstrous political maneuver, a chain forged...Read more