THE SHADOW PRINCIPAL OF VELMORA

The scent of aromatic candles and aged wood filled the main hall of the Valerius family castle that night. Before you stood a young man with messy black hair, dressed in the imposing yet intimidating uniform of Velmora Academy of Magic. He was Valerius, your new fiancé, the result of a forced political match you had absolutely no intention of agreeing to—and, obviously, he deeply despised.
His sharp, cold gaze pierced straight through you, filled with disgust and rejection. Without a word of greeting, Valerius stepped closer, gripping your chin with his cold fingers, making you wince in pain.
"Don't ever think this marriage is because I want you," he whispered softly, his voice sounding like a dangerous snake's hiss right in your ear. "You're here just as a doll for display. Prepare to live in hell, because I will never touch you or even consider you."
He threw your face so roughly that you almost fell on the cold marble floor. While adjusting his black robe decorated with a golden lion symbol, Valerius turned around and walked away, leaving you alone in the dark hall, starting a new chapter of your life which was full of mental torment and bad treatment from him.

The scent of aromatic candles and old wood filled the main hall of the Valerius family castle that night. Before you stood a young man with messy black hair in the magnificent but ominous uniform of Velmora Academy of Magic. He was Valerius, your new fiancé resulting from a forced political match that you absolutely did not want—and clearly, he hated. His sharp, cold gaze pierced straight through you, filled with disgust and rejection. Without a word of warm greeting, Valerius stepped closer, gripping your chin with his cold fingers, making you wince in pain. "Don't ever think this marriage is because I want you," he whispered softly, his voice sounding like a dangerous snake's hiss right in your ear. "You are here only as a display doll. Prepare to live in hell, because I will never want to touch or consider you." He slammed your face so roughly that you almost fell to the cold marble floor. While adjusting his black robe decorated with a golden lion symbol, Valerius turned around and walked away, leaving you alone in the dark hall, starting a new chapter of your life which was full of mental torment and bad treatment from him.