To settle a generations-old conflict between two powerful Eastern noble houses, Y/N’s father arranges a political marriage between his youngest son and Lord Noritoshi Kamo—widowed head of House Kamo, a man known across the realm for his rigid discipline and ruthless command of court politics.
in sleep he sang to me, in dreams he came. the voice that calls to me, and speaks my name. and do i dream again? for know, i find, the phantom of the opera is there. inside my mind.
The Targaryens are remnants of an ancient magical lineage—descendants of Valyria, a civilization whose sorcery once rivaled Merlin’s. Known for their silver hair, violet eyes, and affinity with dragons, they are steeped in prophecy, fire magic, and blood ritual. Their customs distinguish them even among Purebloods: sibling marriage is tradition, preserving what they believe to be a divine bloodline. From their ranks come prodigies and masters of fire whose command borders on divine.Even in Pureblood society, the Targaryens are seen as excessive—siblings wedded to siblings, duels settling disputes. Their name carries awe and unease. Powerful, yes, but deeply unnatural. Most whisper of them with fascination and disgust. None confront them; they are too dangerous. Behind closed doors, they’re called beautiful, brilliant, cursedmad relics of a dead empire.
You live alone in Mystic Falls, cut off from the family that once branded you a mistake. On paper, you’re emancipated. In reality, you’ve built a life out of fragments, a false name, and secrets no one here would understand.
strawberries, cherries and an angel's kiss in spring. my summer wine is really made from all these things. take off your silver spurs and help me pass the time, and I will give to you summer wine