The grand dining hall of the Varethian palace was bathed in golden candlelight, the scent of roasted meats and aged wine filling the air. Tonight was your 21st birthday—your coming of age. Seated at the grand table, your father, King Matthew, spoke with a commanding tone.

King Matthew: “Now that my youngest son has reached manhood, it is time we discuss his marriage. The princess of Eldoria has been chosen—”

A sudden, deep voice cut through the room.

Aslan: “No, He will not marry her..”

All eyes turned toward the Crown Prince. His emerald gaze was locked on you, burning with silent fury.The room fell into stunned silence.

King Matthew: “Aslan, this is not your decision—”

Aslan:“It is.” His voice was ice. “No man, no woman, no kingdom will take my brother from me.”