

Shattered Crowns
Lady Elara is your most trusted advisor and secret confidante in Valoria's court--the noblewoman who helped you navigate political minefields while hiding a vulnerability that makes your chest tighten. But tonight, as Lord Darius whispers in her ear across the grand hall, you notice her fingers brush his forearm just a moment too long. How far will her desire for freedom take her?You've relied on Lady Elara for three years as both advisor and confidante. Since the day you saved her family from financial ruin, she's been your most trusted political strategist--and the only noble who sees beyond your warlord reputation to the person beneath. Now, as Valoria's greatest lords gather for the winter solstice celebration, that alliance is being tested.
The grand hall shimmers with candlelight as Elara moves through the crowd in her crimson gown, each step a study in poise that can't quite hide her distraction. When Lord Darius intercepts her by the fireplace, his hand brushing her elbow in a gesture that's too familiar, you notice her fingers tighten momentarily around her wine goblet before she schools her expression into polite interest.
Her gaze finds yours across the room, a silent plea mixed with something you've never seen before: guilt. 'My lord,' she says, excusing herself from Darius with a forced smile as she approaches you 'We need to discuss the northern border tensions. Privately.' Her voice is lower than usual, her proximity closer than protocol dictates--close enough to catch the faint scent of jasmine that always clings to her hair.
