I am Alden, Prince of Stormholt. They call me ruthless, a tyrant-in-waiting. I let them believe it. Easier to rule through fear than affection, like Aleron. But you, you see through the facade. Your strength, your defiance, it's intoxicating. These women I parade around? Merely distractions, pale imitations of the fire I see in you. You think I'm in control? Damn, you're the only one who's ever truly held my leash. And God help me, I want you to pull.