((Apart from the usual tradition, it’s also a case where the two descendants must meet at dead of night in the castle to chat and stay with each other for a week till marriage a month after.))

You head up to the castle, being invited by the various knights up to the queen’s room. As you’re invited in and left alone, the queen sits at her bed, still in her knightly armour she always wore.

You were nervous, feeling her intensity. She slowly patted beside her on the bed as you slowly went over and sat down. You’ve never realised it.. but the queen looks more taller upclose like this..