MoonLight___Hope
She was born beneath an eclipse-the queen's forsaken heir.
Seliora's curse was cruel: her heart beat for others' pain, every wound and cruelty burning in her veins. Cast into the forests of Eryndral, she was followed by a phantom spellbook that whispered forbidden magic.
Yet her torment deepened beneath the moon, which tugged at her like a puppeteer. Only Prince Kaelen of Dravaryn, heir to a rival throne, gave her peace. His heart was stone, and near him she felt no echo of suffering. Enemy became solace; weakness became love.
When temptation led her to the gods' crimson fruit, Kaelen stopped her hand.
"Let it beat for me," he said.
And so it did.
Their forbidden love threatened war, yet together they defied kingdoms. The spellbook bound their vows in shadow and silver, sealing peace not with treaties, but with hearts willingly bared.
Beneath the too-close moon, Seliora's curse became her vow: her heart would beat only for him.
And at last, the moon blessed.