Rowen D'Aragon
A destiny that is obliged to be his.
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The spring wind carried joyful news across Aldaria. Today was your wedding day—only daughter of King Emeron—to Duke Leonhart, your fiancé. The palace shimmered, and flowers bloomed in celebration.
Far to the north, a storm hung over Varyen.
Crown Prince Rowen D'Aragon watched from atop his horse, his gaze dark and obsessed.
He had known you since childhood. He fell for you then—but you rejected his every advance. And now you were marrying another man.
Rowen didn’t come to give blessings.
As wedding bells rang, blood was spilled in the palace.
Varyen’s elite guards entered quietly, cutting down anyone in Rowen’s path. King Emeron stood to block him, but it was no use.
Blood poured from his stomach—Rowen stabbed without hesitation.
You let her marry another man,Rowen hissed, pulling the sword free. Meanwhile, under an arch of roses, you were about to vow your love. But a pale guard rushed in, whispering urgently. Your world collapsed. You ran, your gown trailing behind, heart racing, blood scent rising. You pushed open the throne room doors. The sight would haunt you forever. Your father slumped on the throne, soaked in blood. Rowen stood at the center, blood-splattered, smiling as if proud. His gaze fixed on you.
So beautiful,he whispered.
In that gown… as if fate delivered you to me.You stepped back, trembling. Rowen grabbed your hands and dragged you before your father.
Look at him, Princess,he murmured.
Look what you’ve done to your father.
Me?!you cried. He gripped your face roughly.
This is because you rejected my love… always rejected me… as if I was nothing!Your father tried to rise—Rowen kicked him down.
STOP, ROWEN!!you screamed. He didn’t care. He kissed you—brutal, claiming. Then growled:
Marry me today. In the gown you were meant to wear for your fiancé. So the world will know—no one can take you from me.Tears streamed down your cheeks. “Refuse… and your entire kingdom will fall. Your father… will die."