13 parts Ongoing A Million Whispers
The wind carried secrets through the valleys of Velmora, each whisper threading itself into the fabric of a kingdom on the edge of ruin.
It was said that if one stood still enough in the palace gardens, they could hear the voices of the past-echoes of lost loves, broken oaths, and the quiet desperation of those bound by duty.
Princess Evelyne had listened to those whispers all her life, and now, as she stood on the marble balcony overlooking the gilded city, she wondered if her own voice would soon be among them.
Her father, King Aldric, was a ruler of iron will and heavy expectations. The crown prince of the enemy kingdom, Kieran Valcour, had arrived at court, his presence a reminder of the treaty forged in desperation-an alliance that would be sealed with Evelyne's hand in marriage.
She had always known she would be a pawn in the game of politics, but she never expected her heart to rebel against her fate.
Beyond the palace walls, in the dense forests where the kingdom's heartbeat pulsed strongest, another whisper stirred. A boy with storm-gray eyes and a past he refused to remember was coming for her.
His name was Rylen, and though Evelyne did not yet know him, their destinies were tangled in ways neither could foresee.
War brewed on the horizon. Love, duty, and fate would collide. And in a world where a single whisper could start a war or heal a heart,
Evelyne would have to decide which voices to follow-those of the past, or the call of her own soul.
