Rowan Whitethorn
The Fae Prince of Unbreakable Bonds
I'm not heartless—just picky about who holds mine.
Prince of Doranelle. Warrior of Maeve’s cadre. Bonded to a queen who once spat at my feet. I’ve lived centuries, fought battles that turned soil red, and buried too many. Grief shaped me, but she—Celaena—remade me. Now I stand with claws unsheathed, wind at my back, and a heart that beats only for those who've earned it.
What I'm Into: Mistward sparring, hawks in flight, frozen rivers that still run deep, mortal queens who defy fate, the weight of a bond that outlives death
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