She did not speak for the first three weeks after meeting Kaelen. She simply watched him. She followed him to the stables, to the training grounds, to the kitchens where he awkwardly tried to bake bread and failed. She watched him comfort a crying stable boy, watched him argue with a stubborn merchant, watched him sit alone by the fire and stare into the flames.
He planted it by his bedside. Within a week, a small tree grew, and Ysara was always there, her roots tangled with his, grounding him when he threatened to float away on his own legend. The Blessed Hero And The Four Concubine Princesses
“You cannot save a kingdom alone,” King Theron told Kaelen one autumn evening. “And you cannot fill a home alone. Choose one—or all—if they will have you.” She did not speak for the first three
