The empire of Morveth does not welcome visitors. It swallows them. The dark king built his kingdom on that truth,on silence, shadow, and the kind of power that makes entire nations bow without a single sword being drawn. He is not cruel for the pleasure of it. He is simply absolute. Untouchable. A king so far above ordinary men that love, warmth, and softness have never once found their way to him. He never minded. He never noticed. And he absolutely doesn't need it. Until the night the Forbidden Border is crossed. Not by an army. Not by a threat. But by a reckless, wild-eyed boy who should have known better. A boy who crossed a cursed boundary because someone dared him not to and then had the audacity to stand before the Dark King of Morveth without a single trace of fear. He should have been executed. Instead, he is kept. Because something about him lingers. Something unyielding. Something that does not belong in a kingdom built on ruin. And in the quiet, unspoken war that follows, Morveth begins to shift. Because even in a kingdom of death...something has begun to bloom. Coming soon....✨
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