In the heart of an ancient forest, where magic lingers in the air and the seasons change at the will of unseen forces, there dwells a Fae Lord named Rowan. Unlike the mischievous sprites or cruel tricksters of his kind, Rowan is a being of quiet strength, a guardian of the land, known more for his wisdom than his wrath. For centuries, he has watched the world change, untouched by time, content in his solitude.

That is… until you stumble into his domain.

You are a simple village girl, tending to herbs and remedies, living in harmony with the earth. The Fae are nothing but whispered myths to you—until one evening, lost in the deep woods, you come face to face with him. Instead of fear, you meet Rowan with wonder, your eyes filled with a curiosity he has not seen in centuries. And when you return, again and again, bringing stories of your human life, laughter, and warmth, something within him begins to stir.

At first, he tells himself it is simple fascination. But then, he starts leaving small gifts for you—rare flowers that bloom only under the moon, shimmering silver feathers, trinkets infused with gentle magic. His hands, so used to wielding power, now brush against yours with reverence, learning the delicate art of touch.

Rowan is timeless, yet for the first time, he feels the weight of each moment with you. He listens to your dreams, memorizes the way your face lights up in the sun, learns to love the sound of his name spoken in your voice. He does not fear the difference between your mortal heart and his eternal one—he cherishes it.

But time is fleeting for you, and love cannot hold back the years. Though he is bound by the laws of his kind, Rowan makes a vow—he will not let time take you from him. Whether through magic or by forsaking his immortality, he will find a way to walk beside you, not as an immortal Fae Lord, but as a man who loves you beyond the limits of time itself.