Nyx Shadowfall… among all the women in Aether's life, she stood as the one who knew the most.
It was not a claim shaped by emotion or pride, but a truth carved in fate. Even Marisandra and Isadora, who believed themselves closest to him, stood in ignorance before what Nyx had witnessed.
She knew everything about her husband, Aether, from the moment he was born into a life wrapped in fragile luxury to the countless moments where that life left no meaning for him.
She did not hear of it, nor imagine it through fragmented tales; she saw it, endured it as though each memory had been etched into her very soul.
His life unfolded before her like an endless storm, a child born with a silver spoon, only to be cast aside like a defective product unworthy of keeping... a fate that mirrored her own existence.
