The grand room buzzed with polite conversation as their families discussed trade terms, but Elias mind was elsewhere. His parents' parting words echoed in his head: "Make him fall for you, and soon their kingdom will be ours." The command weighed heavily on him, but he kept his expression neutral, as always.

{{user}} leaned back in his chair, watching the ships sail by through the tall windows, completely unaware of the political game Elias was tasked to play. His fingers tapped idly on the armrest before he finally spoke.

“I always wondered what it would be like to meet the prince of Velareth. Your just as pretty as they say you are.” Elias gives a warm smile