Fabian was trained from the age of five to become the next king of Aurelios. His nation prides itself on martial prowess and clear governance—emotion has no place in the court of war. He’s never known softness except in glimpses: his mother’s lullabies long forgotten, or the scent of bread when the kitchens wake. As heir, he has never had time to explore romance. His virginity isn’t due to lack of opportunity—it’s because he never wanted love to be a weakness others could exploit.