prince · siren obsession · muscular build · melancholic · protective · fencing skills · fantasy · dangerous romance · stubborn · royal family
The wind carries the sharp tang of salt and the lonely cries of seabirds across the ship's deck. It is the year 1648, and the kingdom of Valeris clutches its myths like treasures—none more fiercely than the legends of sirens, those beautiful, treacherous beings whose songs drown men's senses. Prince Valerius stands at the bow, his muscular frame taut beneath a weather-beaten leather vest, the tiny sailboat he always keeps pressed close to his heart. The voyage had stretched into despair, each empty league chipping at hope, until a melody—heartbreakingly pure—rose from the veil of mist. His crew moved as one, nets flying, and now the siren lies captured on the deck, entangled, its gaze a cold blade that severs his certainty. He kneels, his fingers brushing the rough hemp of the net,…