Ruarc

Kallen My amber eyes and royal blood have set me apart my entire life, no matter how much I wished differently. I have only ever wanted to fit in and be treated the same as everyone else, but no matter how hard I try, I am always rejected. I am the Princess of Nothing, sitting upon an invisible throne with no subjects to worship me. But my title did not stop the Velgriddix. Those bugs did not care who I was supposed to be since all they wanted was the vessel of my body. Time became a blur of suffering and sacrifice until powerful arms emerged from the mist, and I saw a set of bright, purple eyes promising me the connection I had always craved. I thought the gods of Ruk had heard my prayers, but the darkness within the one who should have been my savior has destroyed all I ever dreamed of. Now I seek only the solace of peace, either in this world or the next. Ruarc The gods must be playing a cruel joke by pairing a worthless miner and a princess. I have nothing to offer her but struggles and heartache. So, I tell myself that I do not want her, or anyone else for that matter, but no matter how hard I fight against the will of the gods, I am truly failing at pushing their blessing away. My eyes constantly seek out my obsession, while my mouth and body shove her away. I crave her almost to the point of madness, but I refuse to fail her like I have all the others. Even though her tears rip my hearts out, I will never be worthy of her, no matter how I wish things could be otherwise. She thinks I am being stubborn, but it is so much more complicated than that. The evil that resides within me is unpredictable and unstable, so I fight it with every breath I take. I have already caused her tears of heartache, but I would want to stop existing if they turned to tears of terror instead.