Married to the duskborn
They say no good thing is ever born at dusk, Because dusk is not a time it's a warning. A bleeding horizon, A breath between light and darkness, And he was born in that breath.They called him Duskborn neither of day nor night, neither holy nor cursed.He came with ash in his veins and stars in his eyes, and the kind of silence that made the world listen.
No one was supposed to love him,He was prophecy. He was ruin. And yet i stood before him with a wedding ring in one hand and a trembling vow on my lips I didn't choose this marriage , The kingdom did.
To bind the blood of man with the myth of monsters. To end a war, But no one warned me that monsters could be gentle, No one warned me that shadow's could carry warmth, And no one ---not even the star warned me that I'd fall for the very thing I was raised to fear.
This is not the story of a girl who tamed a beast , but a story of a girl who was devoured by the dusk and never wanted to be saved 🥰.