Twiska

I was born to rule, to scheme, to conquer—but instead, I fell. Hard. One glimpse of that golden-haired brat Theo, and I was lost. My court whispers about my obsession, but what do they know? I don't want to destroy him. I want to preserve every memory, every stolen glance, every heartbeat. While the world rages on with endless war, I dwell in the past, dreaming of a boy who saw me as no one else ever has.