"Power can build a kingdom, but love is what makes it worth fighting for."
Some wounds don’t bleed.
They settle into the cracks between words left unsaid, into the spaces where hands should have reached for each other but didn’t.
I had stood against armies, against fate itself.
But this—this slow unravelling of what Asher and I had built together—was a battle I didn’t know how to fight.
How do you win a war when your opponent is silent between you?
A Love Stretched Too Thin
“Asher.”
I found him in the war room, hunched over a map, his fingers tracing the borders of Verauno like he could control fate with sheer willpower alone.
He didn’t look up.
I crossed my arms. “We can’t keep doing this.”
He sighed but still didn’t meet my gaze. “Doing what?”
“This. Pretending things aren’t
