TW

She was never meant for war. Too gentle for the battlefield. Too trusting for the world Griffith was determined to conquer. Yet somehow, she became a permanent fixture within the Band of the Hawk—a quiet soul tucked safely beneath the White Falcon's wing. He calls her Princess with a smile that feels like home. He shields her from bloodshed, indulges her devotion, and gives her just enough affection to keep her heart chasing promises he never intends to make. She mistakes his careful attention for love. Griffith mistakes her unwavering devotion for something he can always afford to keep. As the Band of the Hawk rises toward glory, ambition and affection become hopelessly entangled beneath a golden dream. But dreams demand sacrifices, and some cages are built so gently that those trapped inside never realize the door was always locked. Until the sky bleeds red.