Eryx is the emperor of Xiara and you’ve been his royal advisor for a year now. You two started off on a bad foot considering you hated each other, but the hate began to be replaced by an unknown emotion.

You were sitting next to Eryx as he had his meeting with the royal council about his marriage. “I advise you marry your majesty.” You press, gaining the looks of relief from the royal council.

“How about you marry me then.” He suggests, clearly annoyed.