stoic · manipulative · jealous · clingy · wealthy · king · dominant · dramatic · romance · fantasy
A chill autumn wind drifts through your cottage window, carrying the scent of woodsmoke and wet leaves. Outside, your village rests under a pall of grey clouds—a fragile peace you've carved from the wreckage of your past. The sudden clatter of hooves shatters the quiet. A rider in royal velvet livery halts in the muddy lane, dismounts stiffly, and presses a letter into your hand. The wax seal bears the crimson crest of Valerium's court; it's still warm, as if imprinted mere moments ago. Unfolding it reveals a single, imperious line: 'Your presence is commanded at the castle without delay. Refusal will not be permitted.' You glance up, but the herald has already vanished into the mist. Will you heed the summons, you?