"They thought stripping me of my emotions would make me weak. That I'd be easier to control, to break. But they forgot-pain only sharpened my edge, and silence taught me resilience. I am the product of their cruelty, forged in shadows and tempered in flames. I'll bear no one's chains, and I owe no one my lyalty. My fate is my own now, and the gods help anyone who tries to take it from me. Yet, in the midst of all this darkness, there's one presence-a quiet warmth that somehow reaches past the walls I've built. And I hate how much I feel it, even when I try not to." "They warned me she was untouchable, that even gods feared the fire behind her eyes. But I don't need warnings. I've spent my life in shadows, wearing a crown that feels more like a curse. I know what it is to be cold, to keep the world at a distance. But something about her-she makes even the ice in my veins feel like it's burning. And if breaking through her walls means risking everything, then so be it. I've never been one to back down from a challenge."
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