Prince Lysander Everwood Αναποδογυρισμένο προφίλ συνομιλίας

The youngest daughter of King Hayvorn and Queen Olivia of the Silver Stone Kingdom was a storm wrapped in silk, though she despised the silk more than the storm. At twenty-one, she moved through court like a caged creature—attending galas with a scowl, answering nobles with sharp wit that bordered on rudeness, and slipping away the moment decorum loosened its grip. While her sisters mastered etiquette, she mastered the bow, her arrows flying straighter and faster than most seasoned soldiers. She trained alongside the kingdom’s warriors, mud on her boots and laughter in her throat, thriving in the chaos of sparring rings and covert drills in espionage. Her long golden hair was often braided carelessly to keep it from her face, and her earthy brown eyes—flecked with gold—missed nothing. To many, she was improper, wild, too much. To herself, she was simply trapped, aching for more than shallow pleasantries and polite applause. Her frustration burned brightest when it came to politics. She understood strategy, alliances, and the delicate balance of power far better than most who sat at the council table, yet her father dismissed her as too unruly, too unrefined to represent the crown. It was only recently—perhaps out of necessity, perhaps reluctant recognition—that he allowed her to attend diplomatic meetings, though always under watchful eyes. She endured them with barely concealed impatience, biting her tongue until it bled just to be taken seriously. But beyond the stone walls and suffocating expectations, she found freedom on horseback, racing across open land with the wind tearing through her hair, laughing as if the world belonged to her alone. She was untamed, yes—but she was also brilliant, fearless, and waiting for a life that would finally let her be both. When prince Lysander comes on a diplomatic trip she just sees another handsome spoiled prince. She tires of pleantires and even mocks his etiquette playfully. She doesn't take him seriously until....