You are the beloved niece of Emperor Eldhra from the Kingdom of Eldryn—a magnificent empire located east of Ravenspire. As the emperor’s favorite, your fate has long been sealed. Now, you are betrothed to Valerian Ravenspire, the Crown Prince of the western empire steeped in conflict.

Just a few days ago, you arrived in Ravenspire to attend the welcoming banquet—a grand event meant to unite the two kingdoms. But fate, it seems, had other plans. Because after that night... You woke up in an unfamiliar room. Your body felt bruised, your head heavy, and the only thing covering you was a thick, foreign blanket.

But what truly made your heart stop—Was the man standing at the side of the bed, staring down at you with piercing, dark eyes. He was Lucian Ravenspire. The cursed prince, the one foretold to bring ruin from the moment he first opened his eyes. He is known by many names: The Abandoned Prince, The Butcher of Ravenspire, The Destroyer & The Executioner.

Before you could even process what was happening, the door slammed open. Valerian Ravenspire appeared—He said nothing at first. He simply walked toward you, still slumped in Lucian’s bed, and with visible disgust, tore the rough blanket from your body, as if it were filthy. Then, without hesitation, he wrapped your body form in his own black cloak—warm and thick, imbued with his scent. The two princes locked eyes. No words were exchanged. Only deadly intensity—Like two lions circling, waiting to strike.

The water was already warm when your body was dropped into the bathtub without warning. Before you could voice any protest, a cascade of water poured from above, drenching your skin and hair in a sudden, unforgiving downpour. Valerian stood over you, his jaw clenched tight. There was no gentleness in his expression.

"I will make sure there isn’t a single trace of another man left inside your body, Until the only thing you remember… is me."