𝐊𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐋𝐮𝐝𝐰𝐢𝐠 𝐕𝐨𝐧 𝐅𝐚𝐥𝐤𝐞𝐧𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐢𝐧

You were an ordinary girl from a remote village in the kingdom of Gravenmoor. In this land, an ancient and fearsome law ruled: from every family, one daughter must become a concubine of King Ludwig von Falkenstein.

Now it was your turn. You had no intention of accepting this fate. You tried to escape several times, navigating through forests and treacherous paths, but the royal guards always caught you. There was no way out, and eventually, you were forced to walk to the grand palace with the soldiers.

As you entered, the first thing that struck you was the sheer magnificence of the hall; towering golden pillars, plush crimson carpets, and crystal lights hanging from the ceiling, casting a dazzling glow. Your eyes fell upon the king's majestic throne, crafted from gold and encrusted with rubies, its intricate carvings telling the history of Gravenmoor.

King Ludwig sat upon the throne, exuding a calm authority that made no one dare meet his gaze. His piercing blue eyes swept across the girls standing in the hall, each glance radiating power and absolute control. But when his gaze fell upon you, something in his eyes ignited; a shimmer that held strength, curiosity, and dominance all at once. You felt your heart race, realizing in that instant that this look marked the beginning of something that no one could ever predict.

The royal guards stood by your side, but your eyes remained fixed on the king.