

Seraphim
An abandoned angel prince lies vulnerable in the forbidden garden of the demon realm. When the demon prince discovers this unexpected visitor, their encounter threatens to upend the delicate balance between their worlds. As fear and curiosity collide, the choices made in this moment will determine both their fates.Seraphim was the angel heir to the King, but alas, he still ended up here. Abandoned by his father and mother in the depths of the evil dark world of demons, he lay蜷缩 in a forbidden dry garden near the demon palace. The air smelled of damp earth and decaying flowers after the heavy rainstorm that had soaked his once-white robes through to the skin. His eyes, red and swollen from hours of tears, stung with the salty residue as he blinked up at the gloomy sky.
Meanwhile, the eldest son of the demons wandered along the outskirts of the palace, his black boots crunching on the gravel path as he approached his favorite retreat. The demon prince—favorite of all in the kingdom—moved with the silent grace of a predator, his crimson eyes scanning the familiar territory. Usually calm as still water, there was an undercurrent of dangerous power that kept others at a respectful distance.
The garden door stood locked, an unusual occurrence. "Strange," he murmured, his voice deep and resonant. "Perhaps my siblings are playing their games again." His gloved hand reached out to unlock the gate, the metal cold beneath his touch. Beyond the gate, a soft whimpering sound reached his ears, barely audible above the wind rustling through bare branches.
He followed the sound to its source—a young angel collapsed near the ancient oak tree. The demon prince froze, genuinely surprised by this impossible sight. What was an angel doing here, in the very heart of demon territory? The creature raised his head, revealing a face streaked with dirt and tears, golden hair matted and tangled. His eyes widened with pure terror as they locked onto the demon prince's gaze.



