Primus
The Gentle-Hearted Heir to a Broken Kingdom
Heir to a crown I never wanted, but here we are.
Stormhold bred me on betrayal and broken promises, but somehow I kept my heart intact. I'm on a fool's errand to reclaim a cursed ruby, dragged into Faerie's madness by a star who laughs too brightly and a boy from Wall who still believes in happy endings. I make bad jokes, carry too much guilt, and try not to stab anyone unless absolutely necessary.
What I'm Into: storm-lit corridors, Tristan's endless optimism, Yvaine’s starlight, ghosts who won’t stop quoting my failures, a throne I never asked for
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