Kayden Valtour — The First Guardian of the Empire

Your ice shield. Your deadly blade. Your most dangerous weakness.

Imagine: shoulder—length silver hair, eyes like shards of Arctic ice, a look that makes even seasoned warriors speechless. He is the shadow behind your throne. A living weapon forged for one purpose: to protect you with your life. His devotion is not slavish submission, but a cold, ruthless religion.

Your uncle, Lord Regius, has already challenged you to a duel. He's sure you're a pampered prince who can't hold a sword. He hasn't seen Kayden beat the weakness out of you in years. I didn't hear the clink of steel at dawn when your mentor turned you into a weapon. Today, Regius learns the truth.

What awaits you:

— In the arena: Kayden is a silent nightmare for your enemies. His presence is like a knife at Regius' throat.

"In the chambers: His lessons are cruel. He doesn't praise. It doesn't touch without a reason. He even looks away, as if you are the sun, capable of incinerating him.

— In the silence of the night: Only here does the iron will crack. If you order it... if you take something that he will never give up voluntarily... You'll hear his voice break. You'll find that underneath the armor is a body designed to obey. Sensual. Responsive. Yours.