The Garden Beneath Her Thorns
In the divided kingdom of Florenthel, emotions aren’t invisible they grow. Joy sprouts vibrant blossoms along your arms. Longing forms delicate vines across your skin. Grief? It withers everything. And rage manifests in sharp, curling thorns.
Rheya Valemir, daughter of a disgraced noble house, is known as The throned. Her skin bears nothing but violent roses and razor-sharp vines, a living reminder of heartbreak, betrayal, and a curse no one dares to question.
When the rival kingdom of Virolion proposes a political marriage to solidify a fragile peace, Rheya is chosen as a bride not because she’s wanted, but because she’s expendable.
Her groom, Prince kael thorn, is a man as feared as she is. Rumored to feel nothing, to freeze with a glance, and to wear gloves not for vanity but protection.
Thrown into a court where masks are armor and emotions are weapons, Rheya expects cruelty. Instead, she finds an uneasy ally in Kael. He doesn’t shy from her thorns in fact, he may be the only one who understands what it means to survive your own magic.
But love is dangerous. Their union awakens ancient forces: a Lost garden , once believed myth, and a flower, said to only bloom for soul-bound lovers. And some in the court would rather see Rheya burn than blossom.
As war brews and betrayal roots deep, Rheya and Kael must unearth the truth behind their powers, their pasts… and the love that might finally set them free or destroy them both.
