Dream In Dust

Auren Sylsvayne - She was born where the wind carried dust instead of lullabies, where dreams were luxuries only the rich could afford. Yet she dared to dream anyway - small, fragile things that shimmered through the cracks of hunger and silence. For even in the dust, she learned how to bloom.

Verynth Draxenvale - He was born where gold outshone the sun, where power was inherited like sin, and mercy was a flaw long forgotten. He never needed to dream - the world already bowed before him. But beneath the polished cruelty and silk, danger whispered his name. For he was not made to bloom - he was made to burn. Their worlds were never meant to meet. Her dreams threaten his order. His love threatens her freedom. Yet somewhere between the dust and the flame, fate chose to make them collide.
- A.N.QUILLAN