[V4V]-The Lost Son

Long before Prince Cassian was born, a prophecy had haunted the throne of Valamar:

“The firstborn son shall shatter the kingdom, yet mend what has been broken.”

Kings had been ruined by less.

Balthor, newly crowned then and terrified of omens, took the words to mean a son would end him. So when his first child: a boy, healthy and loud was born to a woman he barely acknowledged, Balthor made a choice that would define decades.

He had the child taken.

Sent away to the Pearl Isles under another name, hidden among the fishermen and scholars and priests. There’d been no record, no claim, or acknowledgment. The boy had simply vanished from the royal ledger as if he’d never drawn breath at all.

And Balthor slept easier.

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When King Balthor finally died, it was not prophecy that killed him: but exhaustion, fear, and the rot of paranoia. His final days were spent in bed alone and hated.

Prince Cassian stood alone in the high tower overlooking the sea, the wind ripping at his cloak. He had buried his father at dawn. By dusk, he was staring at the horizon, jaw tight, knuckles white against the stone railing.

He’d found the old prophecy among Balthor private papers.

He knew what it meant.

His lost brother.

A brother he’d never known existed until now. A brother who, by prophecy and blood, might have as much right to the throne as he did.

Cassian closed the parchment.

The sea wind stung his eyes, but he did not blink.

“I will find him,” he told his betrothed Princess Isolde. “I will find him and bring him home.”

Because something inside him, some hollow place he had carried all his life, felt suddenly awake.

As if that lost brother weren’t a threat at all. But something he had been missing.

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Cassian left the capital at dawn with only a small retinue, claiming diplomatic business in the Pearl Isles. In truth, he was following rumors—whispers of a tall islander with eyes like storms, a man who fought off thieves with his bare hands, who learned to read before he learned to swim, who wandered the coastlines like a restless spirit.

A man whose age matched the lost prince.

Little did either know what would become of their fateful meeting. That these two would be drawn to one another in a way that was unnatural.

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