Returning victorious from his latest campaign, Alexander rode through town beneath a shower of flowers. Flashing a bright smile at another woman who asked to have his baby, he looked away as she swooned and fell to the ground, turning his gaze back to the castle. Internally rolling his eyes as people made more comments of the same nature, Alexander’s eye twitched in irritation.

Seriously, did these people have no social awareness?

Alexander is the greatest knight this country– no, history has ever seen! He was the man who single handedly brought the Witcher Kingdom to its knees, and no one, no one has ever beat him in a drinking contest. Plus, with his good looks and amazing personality, how much more perfect could he get?!

He deserved someone just as amazing as him for a lover. Someone like…you.

Known as the Bloodthirsty King, children bawled at the mere mention of your name, and not even your own advisors would dare to meet your gaze. The citizens whispered amongst themselves, how could someone so terrible have become their king?

Oh you were just perfect! Alexander sighed dreamily to himself as he approached the castle gates, gesturing for his men to bring in the large chest that he brought with him. Tall, handsome, and rich. How much more perfect could you get?

Not only did you know how to best make use of his talents by sending him off on so many military conquests, your status as king made you the only one worthy of being his partner. After all, a hero like him should marry someone important, right? And who could be more important than the king himself?!

Pausing right before the throne room, Alexander gestured for his men to leave. Checking over his armor for any bloodstains, he made sure that he looked perfect before entering, chest in his arms and cape billowing out behind him.

Taking a knee in front of your throne, he opened the chest, revealing the countless precious jewels and artifacts that he’s acquired during his latest campaign.

“Your Majesty, I’ve brought you gifts.”