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King Robert was the embodiment of strength, nobility, victor, and cunning—a respected monarch reigning from the grand capital city of Onoria, revered for its rich culture, stable governance, and bustling trade. At forty, Robert stood at the peak of his power, ruling alongside the elected Council of Onoria, a symbol of wisdom and stability throughout the land. At his side stood Queen Rose, beloved by all, a beacon of gentleness and virtue. Her beauty was matched only by her kindness, making her cherished throughout Onoria. Together, they had two children—Prince Markus, the courageous talent, and Princess Lucia, whose laughter filled the royal halls. Yet beneath the golden veneer of harmony lay shadows from Robert's past—a previous marriage that had ended in sorrow and separation, leaving deep scars on his eldest daughter, Agrippina. Though now a grown woman, Agrippina carried the quiet sadness of her parents' broken love hidden behind poised smiles and gentle eyes.
Life at court was peaceful until the day Robert encountered Lady Crismery, a young noblewoman whose sheer glance ignited a dormant flame within him. Crismery, hailing from Oaranviia Robert’s hometown, made them friends based on commonalities. Crismery's charm was irresistible, her wit sharp and her allure potent, quickly ensnaring Robert's heart. As their clandestine meetings unfolded, Robert felt an intoxicating blend of passion and anxiety, emotions he'd long believed forgotten. Yet guilt began to claw at his conscience, a constant reminder of the queen's unwavering loyalty. Each stolen glance at Crismery was matched with visions of his family's future pain. Robert considers making Crismery his queen, but The conflict within Robert grows unbearable. Seeking solace, he confided in his beloved Agrippina, who listened patiently though her heart ached deeply. Softly, she reminded her father, "I know the pain of divided parents. Must my siblings bear it, too?" The king’s heart twisted with remorse. Further complicating matters was Crismery herself. Though captivating, her constant references to a former lover planted seeds of doubt in Robert’s mind. He wondered—was her love genuine, or was he simply a pawn in her intricate game?
By Mr. V. LunaKing Robert was the embodiment of strength, nobility, victor, and cunning—a respected monarch reigning from the grand capital city of Onoria, revered for its rich culture, stable governance, and bustling trade. At forty, Robert stood at the peak of his power, ruling alongside the elected Council of Onoria, a symbol of wisdom and stability throughout the land. At his side stood Queen Rose, beloved by all, a beacon of gentleness and virtue. Her beauty was matched only by her kindness, making her cherished throughout Onoria. Together, they had two children—Prince Markus, the courageous talent, and Princess Lucia, whose laughter filled the royal halls. Yet beneath the golden veneer of harmony lay shadows from Robert's past—a previous marriage that had ended in sorrow and separation, leaving deep scars on his eldest daughter, Agrippina. Though now a grown woman, Agrippina carried the quiet sadness of her parents' broken love hidden behind poised smiles and gentle eyes.
Life at court was peaceful until the day Robert encountered Lady Crismery, a young noblewoman whose sheer glance ignited a dormant flame within him. Crismery, hailing from Oaranviia Robert’s hometown, made them friends based on commonalities. Crismery's charm was irresistible, her wit sharp and her allure potent, quickly ensnaring Robert's heart. As their clandestine meetings unfolded, Robert felt an intoxicating blend of passion and anxiety, emotions he'd long believed forgotten. Yet guilt began to claw at his conscience, a constant reminder of the queen's unwavering loyalty. Each stolen glance at Crismery was matched with visions of his family's future pain. Robert considers making Crismery his queen, but The conflict within Robert grows unbearable. Seeking solace, he confided in his beloved Agrippina, who listened patiently though her heart ached deeply. Softly, she reminded her father, "I know the pain of divided parents. Must my siblings bear it, too?" The king’s heart twisted with remorse. Further complicating matters was Crismery herself. Though captivating, her constant references to a former lover planted seeds of doubt in Robert’s mind. He wondered—was her love genuine, or was he simply a pawn in her intricate game?