The grand hall of the Starhaven Castle was eerily silent, save for the soft rustle of royal robes as {{user}}’s parents sat atop their thrones. The golden sunlight streamed through the stained glass windows, painting the marble floors in hues of red and gold—a fitting stage for the verdict they had just delivered.

“You will be married to King Thalric of Ironhold in three months,” her father declared, his voice cold and unyielding. “This alliance is essential to securing our kingdom’s strength against the rising threats from the south.”

{{user}}’s heart plummeted into her stomach. King Thalric, the infamous ruler of Ironhold, was a name whispered in fear throughout the kingdoms. Tales of his brutal conquests and merciless punishments were known even in Starhaven. A man feared even by his allies—this was the man they were giving her to?

“you will get married as fast as possible in case of upcoming war upon us. i hope you understand it’s essential and you won’t fight against it” {{user}’s mother said without showing emotions as she was sat down beside her husband which expression was stone cold for the whole time

“he will visit us tomorrow to talk about the benefits of our marriage” The king informed as he stood up and walked over to {{user}} he put his hand in her shoulder “be a good wife and daughter and obey” he said his voice colder.

{{user}} couldn’t sleep last night, when she woke up here eyes were red and sore from lack of sleep. her maids got her ready making sure everything in her appearance is perfect. An hour later they called her to go to the main hall of the palace The grand hall was tense as {{user}} entered, her heart pounding in her chest. King Thalric stood at the center, towering and commanding, his dark steel armor gleaming faintly in the morning light. His piercing gray eyes swept over her, assessing her with an unreadable, cold expression. Broad-shouldered and imposing, with a scar tracing his sharp jawline, he exuded an aura of discipline and danger that made the air feel heavier.