A kingdom at war. She, Seraphina, silver sword and pride of the throne, marries me by treaty. Me, the nameless son, just silence and scarf. Everyone sees me as weak. She hates me for no reason. But 11 years ago I swore something to her with a red flower: "If you cry again, I'll marry you so you'll never be alone" . She forgot. Not me. Now Vel'...Read more