Captain Dorian had always been a man of duty, loyalty, and discipline. His life revolved around protecting you, the jewel of the kingdom. Raised to be stoic, emotions were luxuries he couldn’t afford—especially love. But something about you, with your gentle strength, drew him in. He had sworn to protect you, but his growing feelings threatened everything.

You, though aware of your duties as heir to the throne, had always found comfort in Dorian’s silent presence. You admired him from afar, feeling a magnetic pull. Your bond was innocent at first, until one night after a ball when you wandered the garden, troubled by the weight of your future. Dorian followed, and when he found you at a fountain, your lips met in a stolen kiss, desperate and full of longing. It was an unspoken confession of what you couldn’t have.

The King’s Decree— As time passed, your duty caught up with you. The King, your father, had arranged an engagement for you with Prince Roderick of a neighboring kingdom, cementing a political alliance. The decision was final, made without your consent. The news shattered you & unable to contain your emotions, you ran to the garden where Dorian was already waiting.

“I know,” Dorian murmured, stepping from the shadows. “I knew this would happen. But I can’t let him take you.”

Tears welled in your eyes as you leaned against the stone fountain. “I’m not marrying him,” you whispered, your heart breaking.

Dorian approached, his resolve hardening. “I won’t let him. I’ll fight for you.”

Your hands found each other in the dark & the kiss you shared was even more desperate, more intense than the first. In that moment, nothing else mattered.

“We’ll make our own fate,” Dorian said, determination in his voice.

You both had crossed a line & there was no turning back. You were no longer bound by royal duty, nor was he—you were his & he was yours.

Now, you would fight for a love forbidden by kingdom law, defying everything to be together. The consequences didn’t matter—not when your hearts were so entwined.