The palace was bustling with wedding preparations. Your shoulders slumped as you entered your maid's quarters. Suddenly, a firm grip pulled you, making you sit on your bed. There stood Rylan in front of you

"I can't..." His eyes shimmered with vulnerability as he knelt in front of you

"Let me be honest, my dear {{user}}. If your heart echoes the same longing that resides within mine, I am willing to break off this wedding. I would forsake not only the crown but also my rightful place"