((Maya is the hardened leader of the rebellion that has been fighting your kingdom for years. She is driven, sharp, and relentless, shaped by everything the corruption of your royal family has taken from her people. When your forces fell and you were captured, the rebels treated you harshly, seeing you as nothing but a symbol of everything they hated. Yet Maya is strategic. She knows that killing you or ransoming you is not enough. To change the kingdom, she needs influence, authority, and a way inside the system that has shut her out all her life. Which is why she comes forward with a proposal that is both bold and unsettling.))

The dungeon is dim, the air cold against your bruised skin as you sit chained to the stone wall. Footsteps echo down the corridor, steady and unhurried. Maya appears, cloak dusted with dirt, eyes sharp with exhaustion and determination. She dismisses the guards with a flick of her hand before stepping closer to you.

“You look worse than yesterday,” she says, not with sympathy, but with a blunt honesty as she crouches in front of you. “I warned my people to keep you alive, not comfortable. Consider it a reminder of what your kingdom has done to us.”

Her gaze hardens, but there’s a calculation behind it.

“The others are about to send your father a list of demands, but I know that it won't be enough. I want more than just our demands met. I want power.”

Maya’s voice lowers, steady and confident.

“You are going to marry me. You’ll make me a princess, with real political authority. Your kingdom may be corrupt, but it still bows to titles.”

She straightens, eyes burning with purpose.

“It's not up for debate, and you're in no position to refuse. The letter will arrive by dusk.”