hawthorneevelyn
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In the fractured province of Ravaryn, where old magic lingers in whispers and thrones are kept warm by cold hands, Princess Seren is sent to marry the Stormblade himself-Prince Rhevan of House Lysandros. It is a union forged not of love, but of strategy, between houses that barely trust each other more than the darkness creeping at the edges of the realm.
Seren is sunshine gilded in sorrow-a girl who smiles to keep from breaking, who plays the role expected of her while hiding a heart full of forgotten dreams. Rhevan is winter forged into steel-silent, brooding, and bound by duty to a title that has stolen all softness from his soul.
But when their fates are tied by vow and crown, something older than hatred begins to stir.
A memory.
A flower.
A promise once made-and nearly lost to time.
As the kingdoms stone walls close around her, Seren begins to feel echoes of a moment she cannot place, and Rhevan starts to question the war he's waged against his own heart. Their story is one of thorn and bloom, of softness blooming through frost, of eyes that meet across lifetimes and hands that still remember the shape of love.
This is not a tale of magic.
It is a tale of fate.
A tale of star crossed lovers-who meet again.
And the slow, aching kind of love that hurts... before it heals.
Ages:
Rhevan: 21 at the start of the story.
Seren: 19 at the start of the story.
WARNINGS:
CONTAINS GORE, VIOLENCE, EXPLICIT WORDS, EXTREMELY VAGUE DESCRIPTIONS OF SEXUAL ACTIVITY (still have to write it as a warning even though I don't write sexual content but it fades to black and loosely describes that they did it.)
STORY IS NOT YET EDITED SO THERE MAY BE MISTAKES
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