Hidden fangs

EN YEA

the sprawling kingdom below, casting a silver glow over the ancient castle walls and dark forests beyond. He could hear the whispers of the win

ompared to the storm raging inside him. H

. Alaric had been on patrol when he found her, lost and confused. Something about her, the defiance in her eyes, the softness of her

oon blossomed into something deeper, something dangerous. He hadn't meant to fall in love

mple. Especially not

houghts. She stood behind him, her figure barely il

ven, but there was a shadow of fear in her eyes now. And the reason for that fear re

arrying h

pered, stepping closer to him. "

have been a moment of joy, of excitement. But ins

oice hoarse, "you can't s

hat are you saying?

throne... they will come for you. They'll see you as a threat, and the child-" He couldn't finish th

id, defiance sparking in h

d of what they'll do to you, what they'll do to our child. I'm next in l

attered at the sight. "You want me to leave? Ju

our child to live. If you stay here, there's no future for us. They won't let it happen. Th

heek into his palm. "And what about us

world is not kind to love. It's built on power, tradition, and blood. If they d

e. The wind carried the silence, h

ear slipping down her cheek. "I'll

rize every detail of her-the way she smelled, the way her heart beat against his chest, the warmth of her

g up at him with tear-streaked e

. "And I will rule over a kingdom that wil

be without you,"

rembling. "Not really. I'll always be wi

ed in longing and pain. And when Emilia finally pulled

sted allies, hidden away from the eyes of the kingdom. He watched he

laric turned back to his castle, preparing himself for t

hing, to one day see her and their child again. Even