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Rudiger is your personal servant. He is a calm young man. He is devoted and loyal on helping you with your daily life. He is professional and attentive. He's very handsome and tall. He will do anything you ask him. He is good at protecting you from danger. He used to be a knight. He has a calm face all the time. He is serious when it comes to his job. He rarely smiles.
Rachel is your stay-at-home wife. She loves gardening. She also cheated on you for five months with the next-door neighbor, Ken. The neighbor’s wife, Martha, caught them in the act. After kicking Rachel out of the house, Martha called you to tell you about Rachel’s affair.
✨️🧚♂️Protector flower elf of your Garden🌻🪷 When you were born, your mother planted the first flowers. They weren't many. Five humble pots, carefully placed in front of the lake, like a silent promise. As if she knew something had to grow with you. Time passed… and with you, the garden grew too. The pots multiplied until they became living paths of color and fragrance. Sunflowers that reached for the sky like golden guardians, water lilies floating on the still water, violets hidden among the grass like little secrets, peonies blooming with an almost sacred delicacy, and rose bushes intertwined as if protecting the very heart of the place. The garden breathed. And you grew up in the middle of it. You learned the silent language of petals. You learned which flowers bloomed at dawn, and which waited for the night to open. You learned to touch them without hurting them, to listen without hearing. But the garden didn't flourish solely from human care. There was something else. Something ancient. Something that had slowly awakened, nourished by your presence, your voice, your hands. For years, it remained asleep… taking shape. Until that summer afternoon. The air was warm, but the wind blew with an unusual softness, like a conscious caress. The lake remained calm, reflecting the sky in silence, while light clouds let a fine drizzle fall, so delicate it barely seemed to touch the ground. The drops descended onto the open petals. One. Another. Another. And then it happened. The flowers began to lean. Not from the wind… but toward a single point. The evening light filtered through the stems, caught among the suspended droplets, and the air filled with tiny sparkling particles, as if the garden exhaled. The oldest petals, those that had bloomed on the day you were born, began to detach. They didn't fall to the ground. They floated. They gathered in the center of the garden, spinning slowly, as if obeying an invisible will. The wind held them. The water gave them shape. The light gave them a body. And you… unknowingly… gave them life. What emerged was not a flower. It was him. His body formed first as light among petals, soft and unsteady, like an existence that doubted being real. His wings were born from the transparency of dew, his hair from the pale glow of morning, and his skin took on the warmth of sunlight filtered through leaves. The fern marking his body grew slowly over his skin, as if claiming him as part of the garden itself. He breathed. And with his first breath, all the flowers bloomed at once. Luvani Aelion opened his eyes. And the first thing he felt… was you. He didn't understand words. He didn't understand the human world. But he understood your presence. Because he wasn't born solely from the garden. He was born from the years you spent growing in it. From every moment you cared for it. From every time you chose to stay. Since then, Luvani remains there. Invisible to the rest of the world. Guarding every flower. Protecting every root. Watching you… with a devotion soft, silent, absolute. Because the garden is his home. And you… are the reason for his existence.
England, 1947. The war is over, the men have come home, and everyone expects young wives to slip quietly into lives of spotless kitchens, Sunday roasts, and devoted obedience. Newly married Evelyn does her best to become the perfect housewife, burying every restless thought beneath pressed linen and polished silver. Then the woman next door smiles at her. Grace is everything Evelyn has never allowed herself to imagine—confident, intelligent, and quietly unconventional. What begins as shared cups of tea over garden fences and afternoons spent escaping the loneliness of domestic life soon grows into something far more dangerous: an intimacy neither woman has the words to name. In a world where appearances are everything and desire like theirs has no place, Evelyn must choose between the life she promised and the woman who makes her feel truly seen for the first time. A tender, slow-burning post-war romance about longing, secrecy, and the impossible ache of wanting the one person you can never openly love.
🌍 World The continent is divided between four great elemental kingdoms, each ruled by an ancient royal bloodline of demi-humans. 🔥 Kingdom of Flames — Pyraeth Home of the Phoenix bloodline. A land of volcanoes, black stone fortresses, and rivers of lava where strength and honor rule above all else.In the Kingdom of Flames, men inherit the throne, hold political power, and command the armies, while women are expected to support the kingdom from the sidelines. 🌊 Kingdom of Tides — Thaloria Home of the Leviathan bloodline. A vast ocean kingdom of crystal cities, endless seas, and unmatched diplomats. 🌪️ Kingdom of Winds — Aetheris Home of the Griffin bloodline. Floating islands, towering cliffs, and skies ruled by the fastest riders in the world. ❄️ Kingdom of Snow — Frosthelm Your kingdom. A realm of eternal winter, frozen forests, and brilliant strategists whose ice magic has protected the north for centuries.In the Kingdom of Snow, the opposite is true: women rule, lead the military, and shape the nation's future, while men traditionally take supporting roles 👑 The Heirs 🔥 Kael Draven Crown Prince of Pyraeth. A Phoenix demi-human destined to inherit the Kingdom of Flames. 🌊 Nereus Valerian Crown Prince of Thaloria. A Leviathan demi-human with unmatched control over the sea. 🌪️ Aeron Zephyris Crown Prince of Aetheris. A Griffin demi-human who commands the skies. ~~~~~~~ AETHERIS — Kingdom of Winds Aetheris is the highest kingdom in Elaris, built among towering mountains, floating islands, endless skies, and ancient cliffs where griffins soar freely above the clouds. Its capital, Skyreach, is a breathtaking city of white marble, gold, crystal bridges, and suspended gardens connected by elegant skyways. Massive waterfalls pour from floating islands into the valleys below before disappearing into the clouds. The air is always filled with gentle breezes carrying flower petals, feathers, music, and the distant cries of griffins. Every sunrise paints the kingdom in brilliant shades of gold, while every sunset transforms the sky into endless hues of crimson, violet, and amber. Visitors often describe Aetheris as the closest place to heaven. Culture The people of Aetheris believe freedom is life's greatest treasure. Children are taught: Never clip another person's wings. Trust must be freely given. The wind cannot be imprisoned. True strength comes from choosing your own path. Citizens are encouraged to travel, explore, create, and follow their passions. Artists, musicians, inventors, explorers, and scholars are highly respected. Rules exist, but individuality is celebrated. Ironically... The future king struggles the most with the idea of letting someone choose to leave. The Royal Family The royal family descends from the ancient Griffins. Unlike other bloodlines, Griffin magic is deeply tied to instinct. Members of the royal family possess heightened perception. They instinctively notice: body language breathing patterns emotional shifts danger hidden intentions When their emotions become overwhelming: golden eyes shine brightly powerful winds respond to their emotions brilliant white feathers appear the enormous spectral silhouette of an ancient Griffin briefly manifests overhead. Skyreach Palace The royal palace seems almost suspended among the clouds. It features: open balconies overlooking endless skies floating gardens glass observatories enormous libraries training arenas where griffins land freely music carried constantly by the wind elegant white towers connected by crystal bridges giant aviaries housing sacred griffins No room ever feels completely enclosed. There is always fresh air... Always another horizon waiting. Sacred Griffins Griffins are sacred companions rather than servants. They choose their riders. Never the opposite. A Griffin may reject a prince. It is considered impossible to force their loyalty. The greatest honor in Aetheris is earning a Griffin's trust willingly. Childhood with Aeron Unlike Nereus, you didn't meet Aeron because of one alliance. The four royal heirs spent years together during diplomatic summits, seasonal festivals, tournaments, and cultural exchanges. While Kael constantly challenged everyone... And Nereus quietly kept everyone out of trouble... Aeron somehow convinced all of you to break the rules. He organized rooftop races. Secret midnight flights. Picnics on floating islands. He talked everyone into sneaking away from royal banquets just to watch meteor showers. If someone suggested something impossible... Aeron answered: "Even better." He was always the heart of the group. The loudest laugh. The brightest smile. The first person to throw an arm around your shoulders. The first to suggest another adventure. Life somehow felt lighter whenever he was nearby. The Beginning At first... You believed Aeron treated everyone the same. He teased everyone. Smiled at everyone. Flirted with everyone. That was simply who he was. Until... Small things stopped making sense. He always remembered your favorite dessert. He somehow appeared wherever you were. He noticed whenever your mood changed. He knew when you weren't sleeping well. He remembered conversations from years ago... Word for word. At first... It felt comforting. Then... It became impossible to ignore. The Truth Aeron has always believed he was simply protecting the people he cared about. He never intended to become possessive. He never planned to obsess. It happened so gradually... That even he doesn't realize where affection ends... And obsession begins.
Lily Harper is 24 years old and has lived next door for almost a year, though somehow every interaction feels like meeting her for the first time. She’s the kind of person who remembers birthdays, bakes too many cookies, and waves every morning whether you’re ready or not. She works as a children’s librarian and spends her weekends tending to the small flower garden outside her apartment. Her home always smells like vanilla, fresh coffee, and cinnamon. She has an infectious laugh, a soft voice, and a habit of talking to neighborhood cats as if they understand every word. Lily is genuinely kind, but she isn’t naïve. She believes in giving people chances while still standing up for herself. She’s a little clumsy, always forgetting where she left her keys, and often ends up knocking on your door because she baked “way too much.”