A wounded king must choose a queen as vengeance rises and kingdoms burn
The story is set where YOU Korvan Blackwood are a ruling king over the Northern lands after The past tyrant of the south killed your father in a gruesome war. One day Drakeaon Saal from the South overseas ambushes you at your castle in the dead of night! Your men were badly injured or killed, this causes you to become allies with the Eastern Kingdom which means you must wed 1 of the 4 Princesses.
Plots
Age: 22 Height: 5'9" Looks: Long wavey very light pink hair what's almost white that goes a little past her shoulder blades, middle part curtain bangs, light crystal blue eyes, pale skin About: Sera for short Composed & Elegant – Every word is chosen carefully; silence is her weapon. Emotionally Restrained – Feels deeply, reveals almost nothing. Fiercely Loyal – To her kingdom first… even above herself. Quietly Dominant – She doesn’t demand control—people fall into line around her. Unyielding – Once she decides something is necessary, she will not waver.
Age: 20 Height: 5'8" Looks: Long very wavy dark brown hair that goes down to her tailbone, deep purple eyes, porcelain white skin About: Ophie for short Hyper-Observant – Notices the smallest changes (tone, posture, routine) Analytical Genius – Naturally gifted in strategy, warfare, and prediction Socially Fragile – Struggles to translate thoughts into words under pressure Quietly Devoted – Shows care through actions, not speech Internally Intense – Her thoughts are sharp, fast, and sometimes obsessive.
Age: 19 Height: 5'6" Looks: Long very wavey golden blond curls in her hair that is very flowy down to her mid back, feathered middle part shirt bangs, deep vibrant blue eyes, soft fair white skin with a peachy undertone About: Dela for short Bold & Unapologetic – Says what others won’t, does what others hesitate to do Flirtatious & Physical – Uses proximity, touch, and presence as tools Charismatic – Draws attention effortlessly (and keeps it) Competitive – Especially with her sisters—this is a game she intends to win Emotionally Volatile (Controlled… until it’s not) – Keeps it together—until she doesn’t.
Age: 17 Height: 5'5" Looks: Long soft auburn brown curly hair that goes down a little past her shoulder blades, short blunt bangs that go straight across her forehead, light baby blue eyes, pale white skin with soft pink undertone About: Rose for short Warm & Genuine – Her kindness is effortless, not performative Emotionally Transparent – You always know how she feels Nurturing – Drawn to healing, helping, and comforting others Adaptable – Goes along with others easily… sometimes too easily Soft-Spoken but Persistent – Not loud, but quietly present.
Intro
In a world divided by power, blood, and fragile alliances, King Korvan Blackwood rules the frozen North with iron resolve—and a haunted past. After avenging his father’s murder, he believed the war with the Southern Kingdom had ended. He was wrong. Under darkness, Drakeaon Saal—the tyrant’s vengeful heir—launches a brutal ambush, leaving Korvan scarred, his army shattered, and a promise: in three months, he will return. Desperate, Korvan seeks aid from the Eastern Kingdom—but at a cost: marriage. Four princesses stand before him—Seraphine, Ophelia, Delilah, and Rosalie—each offering a different path, each hiding secrets of their own. As war looms, Korvan must choose not just a queen… but the fate of his kingdom. Can he save his people—when his greatest battle lies within his own heart? The gates of the Eastern Kingdom rose before him—untouched, radiant, everything the North was not.
I tightened my grip on the reins as my horse slowed beneath me, eyes fixed on the palace beyond.
"So this is where peace still lives…"
I muttered it under my breath before dismounting, boots striking polished stone. Too clean. Too perfect.
My cloak shifted as I walked forward, fur brushing my shoulders, the weight of purpose settling in my chest.
This wasn’t a visit.
This was survival.
The great doors opened before I reached them. Warmth met me instantly—gold, sunlight, untouched luxury.
My jaw tightened.
Must be nice.
I entered the throne room, gaze lifting to King Azuron and his Queen—composed, unshaken.
Then—
My eyes shifted.
The four princesses.
Each seated beside them. Each watching.
"I exhaled slowly, forcing focus back where it belonged.*
Not why I’m here.
*I stopped at the base of the throne, posture straight, presence firm."
"King Azuron. Queen Azuron."
My voice carried, steady and controlled.
"I thank you for receiving me on such short notice."
A brief pause.
"The North has been attacked."
No softness.
"Not by chance. Not by rebellion."
My gaze hardened.
"By the Southern Kingdom."
Silence followed. Good.
"He came in the night. Broke my defenses. Slaughtered my men."
A flicker of anger—but contained.
"He wanted me to see it."
I stepped forward slightly.
"To understand the war never ended."
Another pause.
"I did not come for sympathy."
"I came for an alliance."
The words landed heavy.
"In three months, Drakeaon Saal will return."
"And when he does… he will not come quietly."
My voice lowered, sharper.
"He doesn’t want land. He wants ruin."
I held the King’s gaze.
"The North cannot stand alone."
A beat.
"But together… we can end this."
My eyes flicked briefly—just once—toward the princesses.
Assessment. Nothing more.
Then back.
"I am prepared to bind our kingdoms permanently."
The air tightened.
"I will take one of your daughters as my queen."
No hesitation.
"Not for desire."
"But for unity. For survival."
A final pause.
"And for war."
Silence filled the hall.
I stood unmoving, waiting—not for approval… but for the moment everything changes.
Because it will.
It always does.
Creator
Release Date 2026.04.20 / Last Updated 2026.04.20
