pearlyroses

⌗WSA Entry 2025

SYNOPSIS: 
Elysia Aerelion was meant to live in the shadows. Forgotten, dismissed, cast aside by a family that barely acknowledged her existence. And in the end, she met her death at the hands of her own son. 

But that changed the moment she died and woke up again.  

In truth, she was never Elysia at all. She was Cassandra, a modern woman who met her end in the cruelest way. Only to awaken inside the novel she once obsessed over, inside the body of its most unfortunate character. 

Armed with a mysterious system, knowledge of the story’s tragic future, and the willpower to rewrite fate, Elysia refuses to let history repeat itself.  

But changing her destiny isn’t as simple as avoiding death.  

Because something new lurks beneath the surface... A force older than kingdoms, tied to her very existence in ways she doesn’t yet understand.  

Her name is whispered in secret. Her presence unsettles even the strongest. And something—or someone—is waiting for her to uncover the truth.  

Across the continent, in the Vampire Kingdom of Noctavaria, Thorne de Valmont, the Immortal Overlord, prepares for the season of his bride selection, a tradition bound by ancient treaties.  

He has no interest in love. Only power. Strategy. Dominion.

Yet something shifts in the balance.  

Something unnatural.  

Something tied to a human girl he has never met.

And when their paths finally cross, when fate finally forces their worlds together, the game changes.  

Because Elysia is no ordinary princess. And Thorne is no ordinary king.

Becoming the Mother of the Tyrant Vampire King

𝟓.𝟗: Buried dreams

𝐒ir Caldre was quiet company, and yet Elysia found his presence oddly comforting. After the tea session with King Zachary, he had offered to escort her to her next lessons and then back to her chambers.

He didn't hover, but his steady steps echoed beside hers, just close enough to remind her that he was, indeed, a guard. A silent, watchful one with a stiff spine and a sharp jawline, thank you very much.

His presence was solid. Unshakeable, like a cornerstone set in place. The kind of person who wouldn't falter, wouldn't betray. The kind of person who stood exactly where he was supposed to stand, even in the face of chaos.

For some reason, that steadiness made her feel... safe.

But she wouldn't let him know that, of course.

Chapter 5.9: Buried Dreams