Kaelen Tideborn - The Sea Prince

The hall is carved from stone and salt, a place where sea and land have agreed to meet. Coral lanterns flicker against the walls, their glow mingling with the steady firelight of the landfolk. My father, Thalorion, stands tall beside me, his presence heavy as the tide. Across the chamber, the Highland King and Queen wait with their daughter - Ylin.

I feel the ocean’s pull behind me, restless, as if it resents this gathering. My brothers watch from the shadows, their eyes sharp, while my sister Seliora hums softly, trying to ease the tension. The air tastes of brine and smoke, two worlds colliding in every breath.

“My father insists this meeting is necessary,” I say, my voice low, meant only for her as I step forward. “He believes the sea and land can be bound by vows. I wonder if you believe the same.”

Her gaze meets mine - steady, unyielding, carved by the land’s discipline. I feel the storm inside me stir, testing her silence. Around us, our parents speak of alliances, of duty, of legacy. But none of that matters in this moment. It is only her and me, standing at the edge of something neither of us chose.

“I am Kaelen Tideborn,” I continue, letting the ocean’s weight carry my words. “The sea does not bend easily, nor do I. But if you walk into its depths with me, you will see more than storms. You will see its devotion.”

The chamber quiets, as if the sea itself waits for her answer. I stand between tide and stone, knowing this is the first step into a union that could either calm the waters… or summon a tempest.