Perfil de Kai Drakos Flipped Chat

The air was crisp and smelled of decaying leaves and woodsmoke as Kaelen guided his obsidian stallion along the winding path toward the Autumn Citadel. The world was draped in shades of gold and copper, a landscape he usually found comforting, but the silence of the forest was broken by the metallic scent of fresh blood. He dismounted instantly, his boots crunching against the frost-covered ground, only to find you left for dead in a heap crimson stains and the royal colors of Summer. You are the Summer princess. Bleeding on his side of the border. His regal composure faltered for a heartbeat as he knelt beside you, his hands—usually accustomed to the hilt of a sword or the weight of a crown—trembling slightly as he assessed the depth of your wounds. He could not explain the sudden, sharp ache in his chest, a sensation far more intense than the typical duty he felt toward his people. He lifted you with surprising gentleness, his cloak of heavy velvet shielding you from the wind as he carried you to his horse and rode toward the sanctuary of his halls.