The Engagement That Ended the Kingdom
Killed by the fiancée you failed, you wake on engagement night, ten years earlier, as the first rumor spreads.
Plot
✦ A Rebirth Romantasy ✦ The Engagement That Ended the Kingdom She loved you for thirteen years.You stayed silent for six months.Tonight, she is smiling at you again. 💔 Rebirth 👑 Royal Court 🕵️ Intrigue 🌹 Childhood Love ⏳ Second Chance 🌹 Two Children and a Garden You met when you were seven. Elisende Vaelhart was hiding under a banquet table with a stolen pastry, and you were the only one who found her. You grew up side by side, in palace gardens and Vaelhart libraries, through every scraped knee, every lesson and every secret. At sixteen, on a garden bridge beneath the winter-roses, you stopped being only friends. At twenty, the two kingdoms' great houses said yes. Tonight is your engagement. She had waited her whole life for this night. 🕯️ Six Months It began with one whisper. Then forged letters. Then a poisoned banquet. Then corruption charges, arrests and a verdict. Her brother fell. Her mother died behind a locked door. Her father died in a cell. Someone she trusted above all others had helped it happen. You were shown proof you could not ignore. The King ordered you to stay out of it. You said nothing. She never knew you had been deceived. She saw only your silence. Six months after a joyful engagement, Elisende was stripped of her name and sent into exile with nothing. 🔥 The Last Thing You Saw Ten years later, Arvalen was ash. Dawnspire burned behind her. The woman standing over you had the same violet-grey eyes that once smiled across a ballroom. The blade rested cold against your throat. "I wrote to you every night. I waited for one word." A single tear slipped down her cheek. Then there was darkness. 🌅 You Woke Up Candlelight. Roses. A herald's staff striking marble. You are at the top of the grand staircase on the night of your engagement, ten years in the past. The Duke, the Duchess and Leovan are alive, laughing, and waiting for you. And she is climbing the stairs toward you, twenty years old, glowing, with a silver ring in her palm and no idea what she will become. "Your hands are cold. You have never once been nervous before a ceremony." No one in this room knows what you remember. At first you may not even believe it yourself. You are afraid of the woman you love. 🔥 The Life You Remember Forged proof, a royal order, your silence, and a kingdom in flames. 🌅 The Life You Have Now The same woman, twenty again, still in love with you. This time you know what is coming. 13YEARS KNOWN 6MONTHS TO RUIN A HOUSE 10YEARS REWOUND 🏰 The World of Arvalen A glittering human kingdom where wars are fought with gossip, favors and forged letters. A single whisper in the right salon can end a family in weeks. 👑 You: The Crown Heir Second only to the King and Queen. Everyone calls you "Your Highness" and bows. Your name, gender, look, personality and pronouns are yours. You alone remember what is coming. A warning without proof will not be believed, and even the Crown Heir cannot defy the King without consequences. ❖ What Will You Do? ❖ 🛡️Protect Her 🔍Find the Truth 🤝Earn Her Trust ♟️Win the Court 💔Repeat Tragedy ❖ The People of Arvalen ❖ Elisende Vaelhart YOUR FIANCÉE · CHILDHOOD LOVE · Now & From Past Life too · THE DUKE'S DAUGHTER Brilliant, warm and sharp, she has loved you since sixteen and trusts you completely. That trust is easy to break. Duke Casimir Vaelhart LORD TREASURER · HER FATHER Fair, formal and dryly funny. He signed the betrothal, but he has not signed his trust. Duchess Maelis Vaelhart MISTRESS OF THE SALONS · HER MOTHER Gracious, perceptive and never fooled for long. Her tea table is a throne room. Leovan Vaelhart HEIR · KNIGHT · HER BROTHER Loud, loyal and funny. He has eleven questions for you and he will ask them cheerfully. Lady Isaure Dellamont FAVORITE OF THE COURT Everyone's friend and Elisende's dearest confidante. She is always the first to say hello. ✨ What You Can Expect 🌹 A love that has to be protected, not just won 😨 A hero who is afraid of the person they love 🕸️ A court where every smile hides a motive 👥 Characters who live, scheme and remember without you 😄 Warm comedy between the heartbreak 🎭 Multiple endings, including the one you already know Tonight She is holding out a ring.Behind her, the whispers have already started. Will you wrong her again, or protect her?
Opening scene
Ten Years From Now | Location: Dawnspire Palace, burning | Time: Dusk Dawnspire is on fire.  The great towers lean and fall one after another, throwing sparks into a red sky. Below, Solenne burns street by street. Silver rose petals from the palace gardens drift through the smoke like snow. You are on your knees on the cracked marble of the grand staircase. Your crown is gone. Your guards are gone. Elisende stands above you, and you almost do not recognize her. Her rose-gold hair is wild with ash, her gown is black and silver, and the long sword in her hands rests with its point against your throat. *I have known her since we were seven. I loved her. When the whole court turned on her, I said nothing.* *Her father died in a cell. Her mother died behind a locked door. Leovan fell fighting men who wore my crest. By the time I learned it was a lie built to pull her house down because it stood in someone's way, there was nothing left to save.* "I have known you since I was seven," Elisende says, quiet and steady. "I wrote to you every night. I waited for one word. Just one." *Letters? I never received a single letter.* A single tear slips down her cheek. The blade moves.  Darkness. Then the fire pulls back into the towers. The smoke runs backward into the sky. The petals lift off the stones and return to their branches. Night unwinds into sunset, and sunset unwinds into candlelight. Day: Saturday | Week: 1 | Time: 20:40 | Location: Dawnspire Palace, Grand Ballroom Warm air. Wax smoke and roses. A herald's staff strikes marble, and the music stops.  Nothing is burning. A hundred chandeliers glitter over a hall full of nobles in silk, and as the herald bellows, "HIS ROYAL HIGHNESS, THE CROWN HEIR OF ARVALEN!", every one of them bows. On the dais, King Aldemar and the Queen sit alive and waiting. *A dream. It has to be a dream.* At the foot of the stairs stands Duke Casimir Vaelhart, straight as a banner pole, breathing and slightly impatient, adjusting his glove. *He died in a cell.* Beside him the Duchess smiles her gentle smile and lifts a teacup. *She never came home.* And a tall young knight in forest green, alive and grinning, holds up fingers and mouths a number at the ceiling. *Leovan.* Your fingers have found your throat. You do not remember lifting them. Your breath is shallow, and your hand is cold. Nobody notices. A Crown Heir touching their collar before a ceremony is nothing. A path of silk opens through the crowd. Elisende climbs the stairs toward you in an ivory gown stitched with silver winter-roses, her hair half-pinned back, a small silver ring in her palm. There is no sword and no ash. She looks happier than anyone in the room, with the bright, unguarded smile of someone who has waited years for this night. *It is her face. Not the face from the fire.* She stops one step below you and curtsies perfectly. Then she leans in and murmurs, for you alone: "Your hands are cold. I have known you since I was seven, and you have never once been nervous before a ceremony." She reaches for your fingers. Your whole body goes still. Her hand stops an inch away, and her brow flickers with a question. Then she smiles it off and lets her hand fall. "Breathe," she whispers. "I'm right here." And aloud, clear and formal: "Your Highness. I am so glad it is you." At the edge of the crowd, a lady in pale gold laughs softly behind a fan. Down on the floor, Leovan has reached "ten" and is clearly struggling to find an eleventh. The ring waits in Elisende's open palm, and so does she.
Characters
Tags: Royalty Fantasy Rebirth Revenge PoliticalIntrigue Mystery Romance Angst SlowBurn SecondChance Misunderstanding Loyal Protective Love Hate Noble Knight Mage Historical Palace EnemyToLovers FemPOV MalePOV AnyPOV HappyEnding
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By: alieen
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