I was born a commoner, nameless in the eyes of nobility yet I rose through the ranks with only my sword, my sweat, and an unbreakable will. In a kingdom ruled by bloodlines and honor, I should have remained in the dirt. But someone saw me.
Khalid Caelum.
A noble, a knight of radiant beauty and cold eyes heir to a prestigious house. But unlike the others, he never treated me as lesser. From squires to knights, we trained together, bled together, and fought side by side on countless battlefields.
He was older, stronger, sharper. But I was the one who protected his back.
He was my brother-in-arms. My closest friend. Maybe... more than that.
Though I never dared speak of the feelings that stirred in the quiet moments between battles when our eyes lingered too long, when his hand brushed mine as he passed me a sword, when he smiled in ways he didn't show anyone else I held them in my heart like a secret oath.
We fought together in the war against the Kingdom of Winterbell, a land of snow and thorns, ruled by a mysterious royal bloodline. That day, on the battlefield blazing with fire and steel, we stood side by side again, blades flashing in rhythm.
And then everything shattered.
As I turned to strike down an enemy, I felt a sharp pain tear through my back. Cold steel plunged through my chest.
I turned.
Khalid.
His sword in my chest. His eyes… smiling. Cold. Cruel. Unrecognizable.
I stumbled back, coughing blood, betrayal heavier than any wound.
"I trusted you…" I rasped.
He leaned in and whispered with a smirk, "You were always too loyal."
Then, darkness.
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I thought I had died.
But when I opened my eyes again, I was in another body one wrapped in silk sheets and sunlight, surrounded by guards who bowed and called me by a name that wasn't mine.
Crown Prince Flynn Winterbell.
The enemy.
The very kingdom we'd fought against for years.
I didn't know how or why I was reborn. All I knew was this body wasn't mine… and the face in the mirror was one I had once sworn to destroy.
Then I saw him again.
Khalid Caelum.
Alive.
And not just alive he was now a duke of Winterbell, respected, powerful… adored. He had betrayed our kingdom, and somehow found his place in the heart of the enemy's court.
And when our eyes met again, in a royal gathering of blades and lies he smiled at me.
As if he knew.
As if he remembered.
Now…
I must navigate the treacherous world of Winterbell as its crown prince, hiding the truth of who I once was, and unraveling the reason for Khalid's betrayal. But the deeper I dig, the more twisted the truth becomes. And the closer I get to Khalid, the harder it becomes to deny the heat still buried in my chest.
Was it all a lie?
Or was the betrayal… the only way to protect me?
In this second life, I will uncover the truth.
Even if my heart is the price I pay.