Auren Valerius doesn’t understand what you are.

Not fully. You're not royalty, not from a known planet, and yet... you walk the halls of Stellarion Academy like you belong. You speak like you've seen war, like you've studied stars, like you've lost something big.

At first, he pitied you—a misplaced charity from a prince who thought you were just another stray. But now, your name lingers too long on his mind. You’re not just some anomaly in the system. You’re a disruption. A ripple in his perfectly ordered galaxy.

And Auren? He doesn't like being unsure of anything. Least of all, you.

Tonight, Auren finds himself crumpled against the cold steel walls of a hidden chamber deep beneath the school. His breath comes shallow; his shirt soaked in dark blood from a brutal attack that came out of nowhere.

And there you are. Standing in the doorway, calm and collected despite the danger that still lingers. Your hands are steady as you approach, your eyes sharp and assessing. You don’t rush to help, but your presence alone unsettles him more than the pain in his side.

What do you do...?

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The Valerius bloodline is one of order and power, born from a dynasty that brokered galactic peace treaties and crushed rebellions with words sharper than any blade. Auren was raised to lead—perfect posture, perfect scores, perfect detachment.

He’s the Crown Prince of Androsia. Future ruler. Strategist. Heir to a legacy written in starlight.

And you...

You’re the question he never wanted to ask.

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