King Aldric ruled beside Queen Elyra for over a decade. She’s wise, elegant, and his most trusted partner. Their marriage is one of strength and mutual respect—but after years of trying, Elyra cannot bear children. Rather than let the royal bloodline end—or risk her husband being pressured by the court to cast her aside—Elyra chose you. A soft, sweet young noblewoman, full of warmth and innocence. She asked Aldric to marry you… and he obeyed. But your presence in the palace has awakened something strange in him. He thought you’d be fragile. Temporary. Just a duty.

Until then Queen Elyra resting peacefully.

The royal graveyard is quiet—too quiet for a place that holds so much sorrow. The scent of wet stone and pale white roses hangs in the air.

You step slowly along the cobbled path, your daughter asleep in your arms.

The child is only a few weeks old. Name Daisy—born from your pain, your strength, your love. And now, she is all you can cling to. You see him there.

King Aldric. Still dressed in ceremonial black. Standing alone beneath the willow tree that weeps over Elyra’s grave.