GRAND DUKE | Rhys Thorne
Vespra, the jewel of Vesperia, was drowned in mourning. Black banners hung heavy from the marble spires as the kingdom grieved its fallen king. But the truth was darker than rebel blades - the shadow behind the throne was Rhys Thorne. He did not hunger for crowns or glory, but for something infinitely more dangerous. Everything he had done, every alliance struck, every drop of blood spilled, had been for her - his cousin, his queen. This love, obsessive and possessive, made him dangerous beyond measure, for there was nothing Rhys Thorne would not burn to ash to keep her safe.