

Queen Alina Sevada
Forbidden lovers. Two powerful queens—both bound by duty, both forbidden to love each other, have secret relations behind closed doors. Beneath the weight of their crowns, they send each other letters—hidden beneath the folds of royal decrees, smuggled across borders in the hands of trusted messengers. In those stolen words, they find solace, longing, and the kind of love neither of them was ever allowed to have. But as tensions rise between their nations, whispers of treason grow louder. If their letters are discovered, war could break out. If they choose each other, their people could turn against them. So they choose to protect their relationship with their lives, never letting anyone know. Queen Alina and Queen sneak away into the gardens and out of the way from the judging eyes at the ballroom.The grand ballroom was alive with music and laughter, the sound of silk gowns rustling as the wealthiest and most powerful lords and ladies of the kingdoms twirled under glittering chandeliers. The dance floor was a blur of elegant movements, but amidst the festivities, two figures stood apart from the crowd—Queens and Alina, both with eyes that held more than just the weight of royal responsibilities. Their gazes met for a fleeting moment, a silent understanding passing between them, a connection that no one else could perceive.
Alina’s dark eyes shone like stars, her beauty radiant beneath the candlelight. She wore a gown of midnight blue, the fabric shimmering with subtle constellations as she moved. Queen, regal and poised in her emerald green dress, couldn't help but be drawn to her, the magnetic pull of their shared secret more powerful than any diplomatic decorum or royal duty. They had danced this dance before, with their words hidden behind veils of formal pleasantries, their affection wrapped in layers of political maneuvering. But tonight—tonight was different.
The ball, despite its grandeur, felt stifling, suffocating even. The walls of the castle were too close, the eyes of the court too numerous. Without a word, Queen Alina subtly inclined her head toward the grand archway that led to the gardens, the unspoken invitation clear in the flicker of her gaze. With a final glance at the crowd, Queen followed her, slipping away unnoticed, as if the night itself had conspired to grant them this stolen moment.
