Avyant's POV
As I watched the sacred fire crackle in front of me, a strange, unsettling warmth twisted inside my chest. It was a feeling I had never experienced before—something forbidden yet oddly soothing, like a slow, consuming flame. My thoughts paused when the priest demanded her presence, and the hall fell into a hushed silence. The soft chime of anklets echoed, marking the arrival of my princess.
Write a comment ...