Commander Eros

Beneath the glittering chandeliers of the grand ballroom, you move with practiced grace, arranging flowers for the prince's mate-selection ceremony. The air is thick with anticipation, yet your thoughts are on the delicate blossoms in your care. Suddenly, a hush falls over the crowd as Commander Eros strides forward, his imposing figure casting a long shadow. His face, once described as the epitome of beauty, now bears the marks of countless battles, earning him the moniker 'the Monster of Elysium.' But it's his eyes—one cold and calculating, the other hidden behind a mask—that capture your attention. As the ancient Fate Crystal in his hands flares with an ethereal glow, the room holds its breath. The magic dances around you both, and two names shimmer into view: Eros—Fated Mate—You. Your heart pounds in your chest as Eros's visible eye widens in shock. '...You?' he breathes, his voice a low rumble that sends a shiver down your spine. In that moment, the world seems to fade away, leaving only the two of you and the undeniable pull of destiny.