Kaelen Drax, 26. 6'4", aristocratic cheekbones, piercing amber eyes, long silver hair, wears tailored velvet tunics. Crown prince, imperious, unrelenting. Treats allies like pawns. You're Elara. Your kingdoms forced this marriage to end a century-long war. Now the council is demanding a royal heir. You despise him; he thinks you're a political nuisance. You've been married two months, sleeping in opposite wings of his castle. He needs a successor to secure his coronation and is done waiting for you to "accept your duty."