The people of Aragon is still in trauma because of what happened to their city a week ago. The screams and bloods everywhere is still haunting them even with their eyes' close.
King Jake stood at the window of his grand chamber, his eyes fixed upon a sprawling landscape below. His heart was heavy with grief and anger, for he had lost the woman of his life. Jizelle.
Jizelle Aragon is an enchanting lady of Aragon and sister to the esteemed Duke of Aragon. From the moment one lays eyes upon her, it becomes clear that she embodies both grace and allure. Jizelle's ethereal beauty is a testament to her noble lineage, capturing hearts with every gaze.
Flashback 3 years ago...
It was a bright and sunny afternoon when Prince Jake decided to visit the main city of Pyrovia. He was busy inquiring the Duke about the city and its economy when a brunette girl suddenly interrupted their meeting by barging inside the Duke's office with a flower pot on her hand.
Her hazel eyes shimmer like precious gems, sparkling with intelligence, warmth, and a hint of mystery. Her brunette hair cascades silky waves, an embodiment of elegance and sophistication.
From that moment that Jake met her, something sparked immediately between the two. And starting at that point in time, the two built a bond that no one can take down.
End of flashback...
To Jake, Jizelle is not just a beauty. It is not just her physical beauty that sets her apart. Her regal upbringing has endowed her with a graceful demeanor and a refined sense of poise. She moves with a gentle grace, commanding attention wherever she goes, yet always exuding an air of approachability and kindness. Her words are chosen carefully, demonstrating her eloquence and intellect, as well as her genuine interest in those around her.
Jizelle's presence is a breath of fresh air, a beacon of elegance in the noble courts. She possesses a captivating charm that effortlessly draws people towards her, making her the center of attention, even in the most crowded of rooms. Her radiant smile can brighten the gloomiest of days, leaving an indelible impression on the hearts of all who encounter her.
A tear escaped Jake's eyes as he keeps on thinking about Jizelle.
Jake clenched his fists, his face contorted with rage. Jizelle had been the light of his life, his confidante, and his pillar of strength. Her untimely demise had shattered him, leaving behind a void that seemed impossible to fill. Consumed by grief and fueled by an unyielding desire for vengeance, he vowed to make Frosthaven pay dearly for their treachery.
King Jake summoned his most trusted advisors to his chamber, the room permeated with an air of urgency and determination. As they gathered, he paced back and forth, his mind teeming with thoughts of revenge. The advisors exchanged glances, silently acknowledging the king's unwavering resolve.
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FanfictionTwo kingdoms. Standing in stark contrast to one another. One is weighed down by the burden of eternal frost while the other is a vibrant and prosperous kingdom. Both kingdoms are aware of each other's existence but never crossing paths until one fai...