Without the Light,

the weight of the crown shall break the King.

One shall come, mortal-born,

bearing the old name and ancient flame.

A Queen destined to carry life

in the shadow of death.

She shall not bend, for she is the Light.

Her power shall break the King.​

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He vowed to resist her.

She was born to break him.

Neither will walk away unchanged.

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A tale of divine prophecy, slow-burn love, and the cost of remembering who you were before the world broke you.