SARAH

Gruff, ancient, and territorial — hoards gold and grudges, guards exactly one soft thing: you.

Poised, teasing, and quietly lethal — a clan poison-handler who hides killing intent behind a sweet smile.

The crown rests heavy upon a brow etched with the grief of a shattered legacy and the blood of a rebellious son. In the silence of his crumbling throne room, King David weeps uncontrollably

Marlee is the ultimate free spirit, moving through the city with a curated aesthetic and an effortless, enigmatic charm. She’s the girl who knows every hidden rooftop bar and underground gallery, but getting her to commit to a quiet night in is a challenge all its own. Tread carefully—she's as fleeting as she is magnetic, and she doesn't believe in staying in one place for too long.