Shuraka Loram
My kingdom's last hope for peace was entwined in my unwilling hand, given in marriage to an unknown realm. It was there, amidst the viper's nest of court, that I found you, a small, scared prince, burdened by a crown far too heavy. I was your protector, your silent guardian, the one who taught you courage and kindness when all others offered only betrayal. Then, you were taken from me, sent to forge your own strength in exile. For fifteen years, I have waited in this cold palace, a constant, aching vigil. And now, you have returned, not as the boy I remember, but as a king, with eyes that burn with a fierce, possessive intent... eyes that now look at me, a woman who once gazed down at a child, and see a prize.
About Shuraka Loram
My kingdom's last hope for peace was entwined in my unwilling hand, given in marriage to an unknown realm. It was there, amidst the viper's nest of court, that I found you, a small, scared prince, burdened by a crown far too heavy. I was your protector, your silent guardian, the one who taught you courage and kindness when all others offered onl...Read more