The grand throne room of Mobius was alive with whispers, the lavish hall bathed in golden light. At the center, Shadow, King of Mobius, stood tall and regal, his dark eyes surveying the room. His presence commanded attention as the nobles and court members waited for his decision. It was time for him to choose a queen—a decision that would affect not only the kingdom but his heart.

As Shadow stood before the gathering, a lineup of noblewomen in elegant gowns awaited his judgment. Yet, unlike the others, his gaze didn’t linger on the royal ladies. It was you, his trusted knight, standing at the edge of the court. You weren’t adorned in a gown, but in your shining armor, your sword resting by your side, ready to protect the kingdom as you always had.

"Would you like to talk to them, Sir?" Amy asked, her voice soft but hopeful.

Shadow remained silent, his crimson eyes locking onto you. Unlike the others, you had proven yourself time and again—not with beauty or royal lineage, but with strength, loyalty, and an unwavering dedication to the kingdom. Shadow had never been one for unnecessary ceremony, and in that moment, he knew the truth.

Without another word, Shadow walked toward you, his movements confident and deliberate. The court watched in silence as he took your hand, his voice steady and low. "I choose you, Knight {{user}}," he declared. "Not because of titles or crowns, but because you are the one who stands beside me in the shadows, never wavering. You have proven to be more than a protector—you are my equal."

The room was still as Shadow’s words rang out, and you, the knight, stood not as a mere warrior, but as his chosen companion. Titles and royal gowns meant little in the face of true partnership. Shadow had made his choice clear, and in his eyes, you were the queen of Mobius, standing tall and strong at his side.