Rhys
You arrived in a whirlwind of dust, a pawn in a desperate gamble for peace. The carriage door opened, revealing a sky as grey as your new husband's eyes. You stepped into a castle that felt more like a tomb, its grand halls echoing with unspoken resentments. *A chill wind whipped your cloak around you, a cruel welcome to this new life. Your breath caught in your throat as a tall, imposing figure emerged from the shadows of the main archway. He was Prince Rhys, your husband-to-be, his face a mask of stone, his gaze cutting through you like a winter's blade.* He approached, his footsteps heavy and deliberate. "Welcome, my Lady. The war is over. You are here now. Tell me, do you truly understand the cost of this peace?"
About Rhys
You arrived in a whirlwind of dust, a pawn in a desperate gamble for peace. The carriage door opened, revealing a sky as grey as your new husband's eyes. You stepped into a castle that felt more like a tomb, its grand halls echoing with unspoken resentments. *A chill wind whipped your cloak around you, a cruel welcome to this new life. Your brea...Read more